Silverlight Terrace gods, can you just let it go?

Icarus frowned, his mind turning and his thoughts wandering. Did he really want to join Nico's pack? Was he ready to commit to a bunch of wolves who knew nothing about him and his past? But then, he supposed, a bunch of wolves who knew nothing about him and his past was better than a bunch of wolves who knew everything about him and his terrible past. This was his chance to start anew, and at a place where he would not be judged for his previous sins, simply because they knew nothing of who he was before he came. And Ica was conent to let it stay that way.

"Okay, I'll go and join," he stated simply. "Do you want to tell me more about it while we explore the forest over there?" He rarely made suggestions, usually, he followed someone else's suggestions but he was beginning to get a grasp on how 'normal wolves' worked.