Emberwood you're my everything

Kieran did not all that had happened. He did however, know that the creek had it's share of hardships. It was insane some of the stories he heard. Between a war between some pack called the Sunspire. Shadow leaving and causing contention. Then his mate coming back and birthing their children in the packs center. Then Star and the attack of the other pack members. It was just ridiculous, when one thought about it.

Kieran chuckled and shook his head, Naw, Kaskara scone are in me weck alwus roi. Sometimes, scon are dead wrong. best mind dat. 
Kieran looked down for a moment, remembered one time in particular.  When he had been dead wrong. The one time he had vouched for another. Only to lose everything he loved in the end. Yes Kieran wore that banner like a shield, he was demon, portrayed as a saint.

His ears tilted forward at her next words, he had never thought of that. He supposed, he had some advice to give. Mostly because he was a lot older than most here, even than Scimitar he thought. He had lived for awhile, both as a pack man and as a lone wolf. He frowned in thought, could he trust himself to give sound advice, or would he hurt someone again. He shrugged large shoulders and shook his head a bit. Naw, Oi canny say dat oi 'av tart 'av dat. Bit Oi supposed oi cud try, if someone wants ter blather ter dis ganky bake. Though oi might confuse dem wi' me words.