Ankyra Sound Ocean Breeze

Ryker winced. He knew he'd left it open for this wolf. A virtual stranger. To ask him who he had lost. "I lost my mother, when i was about 5 months old," he stated once again staring at his paws. Shifting one in the water.

"Oh ok, thanks." he said looking around once more. Ryker had been right, there was a pack here at some point. Just not anymore. "I'm not affiliated with any packs in the wilds. I've heard of a few but I myself am not much of a pack wolf just yet, maybe not ever." he stated. That was something always on his mind. The decision on whether or not to join a pack and what benefit that would give to the young wolf. Sure a family. A solid place to stay. Things to learn. No freedom in Ryker's eyes though.

"I think there may be a lake of some sort further in land. There was a pack here in the past, or at least that's what the rumours say," Ryker said acting like it wasn't a thought that had occurred in his own mind. That it was in fact something he had heard. He had a feeling this wolf wouldn't have believed him if he said he thought that there might have been one.