Bramblepoint can you hear me now?

That'd be great! I wasn't expecting this lmao

He nodded as Perry agreed, willing to accept whatever name the man would come up with for him. It didn't matter so much to him, only that he would never be called Stoic Silvertip again. His interest spiked when the man spoke of his own sons, ones with the same odd name's as their father. Would Perry pick a weird name for him too? Anything was better than Rock, he decided. But he did not know how much he was looking forward to meeting these sons, not matter Peregrine's assurance. He had not interacted with any other children besides his siblings, only one of which was still alive as far as he knew. But he didn't really have to talk to them, right? He followed Perry for reasons other than finding a new family, which he knew would never happen. He had been let down too many times for him to have the hope he would find a proper home once again.

He loped alongside the man, as fast as he could though for Peregrine it was certianly not his fastest pace. He could not wait for the day when he was big enough to take on even the biggest of wolves, including Perry himself who had to be the biggest man he had ever seen. He wondered if his father had been as big as Perry too, and if they had ever fought each other like he and Solemn did. With the new information of Peregrine and his father's close friendship, he had many questions, questions that Zaria would have ignored. Mother had never talked about their father so much, most of the time he could tell she was just sad. So he had never asked. But now, she was gone and he sure wasn't asking Steady. 

His eyes widened as the male went on, speaking of his dead father's presence in the very place he would rest that night. "My father?" He could still not wrap his head around the fact that Perry knew his dad, and the utter coincidence it had been for them to meet. Now, nothing would make him regret leaving The Mountain, for it seemed it was his fate to meet the one eyed Alpha afterall. "Redhawk?" His brow furrowed. That was a silly name. How could a bunch of wolves call themselves hawks? Did they not know their own species? Many things about Perry and his home seemed odd, yet, it amused him. Maybe the rest of the world wasn't as bad as Silvertip Mountain.