Silver Creek out for a paddle

He followed dutifully, slipping through the water a few steps behind the elder female. A breeze began to cool the day and he glanced to the skies, hoping it didn't spell rain. He was fond of a nice spring shower typically, but rain now might mean that the pack wolves would head into their territory and rest out of the weather. He'd likely not have company for a time if it rained hard. His ears cupped towards her as her tale began and he turned his eyes towards where she had gestured earlier.

He'd never heard of Phoenix Maplewood, but that was not surprising. He was new to the lands as well as this area, he'd not been in the Wilds terribly long. So she had been a transplant herself, wanting to retire in a pack. He logged this away, wanting to remember. His brow furrowed as she began to speak of discord and discontent. He frowned, realizing the story would be a dark one rather than of simple relocation. He shouldn't have expected anything else, really, it wasn't typical for a pack to decide to move unless something forced them. His eyes widened slightly and an undercurrent of anger flashed behind his eyes. Though the circumstances were different, he couldn't help but align this previous alpha with the one who had betrayed his previous pack. He had no stomach for wolves such as that, wolves seemingly lacking in morals and willing to betray those they had allied with.

He shook his head sadly as she wrapped up her tale, but agreed with the decision of the alpha female. She had protected her children and her pack, even if it meant fleeing. He had done similar in his situation, though he had felt more of a coward running from a fight than a fierce leader taking the highroad to protect others. His eyes followed Shreya to the green and he nodded, his face still serious. "I had hoped for a tale not so dark, though I probably shouldn't have. I am sad to hear this happened, I will admit it strikes a core with my own past. My old pack was betrayed by a wolf we thought we could trust, too. I bear a hard grudge for wolves who would do so, would betray their allies." He wanted to add and kill innocents, but he thought it best to not. That would be projecting too much of his own history into the story.

"This alpha male...does he still live? Does he know what happened to the pack?" He was asking, subtly, if there was a chance the male would seek them out. Could the war happen regardless of the attempt to flee? A part of him wished the male would, so that he and the others could tear him apart. This was simple fancy talking though, he knew not if the pack was capable of such or what kind of fighter this male was. He had no reason to mistrust Shreya however, and he believed her side of the story was the true one. "And the female...I take it this was not Spring?" He assumed she would have said so if it had been, but if it was not, what had happened to the other female?

"Silver Creek is truly a resilient land and pack, there is no doubting it. To overcome so much...it is no small feat." He glanced over the lands himself and nodded. He had felt that Silver Creek was a good choice from the start but now...hearing their history that was so similar to his own...he felt he was meant to be here. He only hoped he would do the pack justice, that he would earn his place here in time.