Dawnlark Plains i have always confused desire with apocalypse

Ukko doesn’t spend much time outside the pack and his acquaintance of wolves that aren’t a part of his home are small. The wolves he runs in to are those at his borders and between packs he hadn’t run into too many. It hadn’t been until Phoenix Maplewood that he knew he didn’t have to search anymore and leaving it doesn’t often come to his urges. With the conflict of Reek, left confused and unsure of what he’s supposed to do, leaving his home weighed heavily on the far reaches of his mind. 

“If it makes you feel better, I’m neither passing through or new,” he tells her with a smile. It’s weakened in his consideration but whether or not passing through is a truth turns him a little sour. “And I know where to find you now, at least.”

While his future looks bleak and uneasy, he isn’t certain his dedication to his home has wavered. A little more unsure of himself and where his head is and the dread of returning home, sure, but that doesn’t mean he won’t. The temptation to follow Capri back to her place has its pull and, perhaps, he would take the offer, but he knows he can’t turn tail on them just yet.

“I don’t know,” he says, though he thought he once did. “I had been traveling for a while and they took me in. It was better than my birth pack and it’s kinda like family now.”