Ankyra Sound To the promised land

Arille was half glad, and half saddened by her answer. He knew that this wolf had not seen Mother, so he could put the thought back to his mind. But he was also saddened, once again believing that she would never return. 

He smiled a little at the thought of his own mother being worried sick. Maybe she went to find him. "I'm sure your family will come back" he said, being hopeful for both himself and her.

"Fear...gal?" he asked. "I'm Arrille. Arrille Loðbrok" he answered. He rarely used his last name, almost never. But she had shared her last name, so he thought he may as well do so as well.