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Day's howl had been so final, and it had hurt Nikai to think that he hadn't said a personal farewell to him and his family. It seemed only an afterthought as he and his family departed to say a last good-bye to his previous family, as if he'd already forgotten them. Nikai told himself that if he ever would give in to his wanderlust, that he would say good-bye to everyone that he loved at Easthollow. For now though, he didn't breach that subject, not wanting to bring up his thoughts of exploration when others had just left.

Especially not when Valette's words were so fitting, to enjoy those that they had left — he, amongst others — and so he decided to push his thoughts of travel away for now. "I do hope they're alright," he agreed with his mother, and nodded. "Do wolves often leave?" He knew, he remembered, somewhere far away, that his biological mother had passed but he didn't remember much about her except vague things like a familiar scent or the colour of her fur. Much about her was unknown to him now, as it was so long ago, but he didn't think that she had left because she wanted to — though he remembered nothing about that day, nothing except for comforting an upset Keoni.