Ankyra Sound To the promised land

Arrille made an 'o' shape with his mouth, and he understood what Chusi meant now. Though even if anyone offered, well he didn't know what he would do. He certainly did want a Mother again, a parent to guide him. "I get what you mean. So a replacement parent?" he asked. 

His face and ears fell at the mention of Father. That wolf that looked like him had told him that his Father was dead. And he was beginning to believe that. "He's..." He couldn't find it in himself to answer to that.