Rising Sun Valley pen in one hand, sword in the other

His answer seemed to hint towards impermanence, but Amekaze did not pry on the matter and accepted this. When he questioned her, she nodded first. "Briefly, and.. a while ago," she replied. Her month long stay at the Creek seemed like hardly a blip on the radar of greater things looking back on it. She had been far too removed from pack life to jump right back into it full of gusto after a year of solitude. Needless to say, she had not extended much effort to integrate, and perhaps her most meaningful of bonds from that time (besides the ones she followed to the Sunspire) was to the Creek itself.

But this clued her in to guessing he knew about the pack, and possibly more than just by its scent. "I did not know the pack was no longer here," she mentioned, and held the remark of how she felt about it until she knew more about him. Her ears pricked towards him eagerly, for she was curious to see him respond. "Were you a member?"