I'm Gonna Loose These Chains

The woman seemed to know him. Ash was surprised, his eyes widening. As she described Cas's hunting training, the boy's maw would form a small "o". He remembered the meeting, but not this woman specifically, "I remember the hunt training," he'd admit, "though I was pretty little then, huh?" His head would tilt to his left, following the lopsidedness of his smile. Karabela would tell him he could call her Raba and asked him what he was doing. The boy would bound closer to his old packmate, feeling more comfortable knowing she was from Imperium, "I'm just lookin' around! Momma lets me wander off so long as I come back before the day's over. It's because I'm almost a whole year old, so she lets me." Ashmedai's tail wagged behind him, "Why are you out here and not with Imperium anymore? Did you not like it there?" His questions were honest and, to an extent, innocent. He didn't know why anyone would change packs or leave their pack, but he knew his mom used to avoid packs and that his dad had made Imperium, so usually there was a reason, right? Ashmedai wanted to know Raba's reason.