Stone Circle Whatever wind blows, while they and I have leaves, we cannot other than an aspen be.

It was the calm that fell after the storm, now. There had been so much hatred, so many fights, rescue missions, even the death of one of his sons, but now it was as quiet as ever. His kids were as elusive as before, but he did not blame them for it - they'd survived many hardships, those two, and he hoped beyond hope that it was over. Mawk wanted only for his family to be safe and happy. He'd tried his best but not succeeded entirely... and it was ok. He wasn't supposed to be perfect, even though he wanted to be for his kids and his wife. They'd made it, and the Saefyn would do anything to ensure this peace remained.

He was simply taking a stroll when he came upon the other wolf, wandering the land of the Easthollow wolves in her lonesome. He would not pass up the oportunity for a casual conversation, and he'd not met this woman before, so the man padded a little faster to catch up with her. "Hey," He called, face softening into a smile.