Silver Creek out for a paddle

She did not speak on her reception of his Amazon joke, but he found it funny all the same. He wasn't the type to beat a dead horse though, repeating a joke only served to make it less funny. He moved onward, heading into more serious subjects. His past always sobered him slightly, the sudden end to his hopes having struck him deeply. Were he the type to dwell, he might fear something similar happening here. Having arrived just after a famine had certainly been enough to leave a sour taste in his mouth, but he wasn't one to live his life fearing what was possible. He could allow a happy life to pass him by if he kept too focused on events from the past.

He returned her nod kindly, smiling softly at her approval. Her gentle reminder sent him nodding again, and though he grinned there was nothing but sincerity in his voice. "My eyes and heart might get carried away, but I am able to keep a cool head. I won't forget it will be by Spring's good graces that I am allowed here, to find my love or make my home. You have my word." He was good for his word. The silver male swished his tail through the water and adjusted his paws on the rocks. He thought to ask if her advice came from personal experience, loves she had risked all for, but he thought it too prying. On Shreya her beauty was still obvious, it was easy to imagine what she had looked in her younger years and why she might have experience with males following their hearts rather than their heads. There was a silver to her, an age, but she was far from well...grandmother status, whether she had grandpups or not.

"Are you of relation to Spring?" He wondered if her motherly advice was in concern for the young female from some relation or if she was the "parent" of the pack as elder wolves often became. He'd been lucky enough to meet his own granddam, a sharp and witty female who didn't hesitate to tell you to get in line or call you out. There was something of that spirit in Shreya, he thought, though she looked much younger than his grandmother had. "How did you come to Silver Creek, yourself? If you don't mind me asking, of course." Had she traveled here from somewhere else? He didn't know how newly found the pack was, nor the reasons for it's creation.