Chimera Fields Two Ghosts

Wisely so, Sebastian noticed, that Mato wasn't meddling with the issues he had. Sebastian decided to focus on Mato now he was able to talk to his son. Interestingly enough, his son wasn't sitting still in one pack. He was on the move to form another. Sebastian liked that he was ambitious. "That is good, you wouldn't want to make any enemies," he spoke in approval.

Mato seemed to be wise enough to take leadership. Sebastian felt that he got that leadership more from his grandfather than him. "Be aware that as a leader you are responsible for the whole pack. But, I guess you know that. I feel like you would only do well," he complimented. He didn't want to talk his son down or tell him he was too young. "Perhaps your grandfather can give you some tips. He was an alpha of many different packs," he suggested. Maybe it gave the old man some purpose as well if he could advise his grandson. Sebastian wasn't sure.

"Do you have any idea where you will settle? West, you said? Any spot in particular or are you just roaming?" He had done that when founding Broken Antler. He roamed until he found a suitable place. "And... companion? As in a mate?"