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Embry was very glad that the female wasn't offended. She understands, he thought warmly. He also found it comforting to not have known a father or mourned for one either. When her voice hushed, though, he allowed himself to close the small gap between them just enough to brush his flank with her's. He knew how it felt to lose a family member.

     "I'm so sorry about your mother." He said, not mentioning that he had purposefully left his own behind. "You have such will in you. Not many wolves could have continued after an event like that. Especially not alone." Stepping away, he stared down at his paws and allowed a small moment of silent vigil to pass between them. He couldn't comprehend how hard it must have been to leave her home like that and come some place so different. It made him feel worse to think that this was the place she had chosen, and all it had given her was a famine and a bunch of locusts.

     "I never really was close with my father either." He ventured, hoping to clear the silence again. "I don't even know what he looks like, or really anything about him. He could be anywhere, doing anything right now." The thought was a bit unsettling. He knew he was being contradictory with his own actions, but who would be so mean as to leave a their wife and pups? Once again, though, he quickly turned the attention away. "How do you cope with living here? After all, your adaptations may not suit you as well here."