Blackfeather Woods ɪᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʙɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ

Though he clearly knew this wolf - where from he could not yet tell - it didn't seem that he sparked any kind of recognition in her. Whoever he was to her, she did not remember. And to be honest, he didn't blame her. The memory of her was very much faded, and he didn't know who she was. He just knew that he knew her from somewhere. The scent, particularly, poked at him, and he decided then that he could not leave until he worked out who this girl was.

Cassiopeia. Moonspear. Moonspear was the one that struck him first. His old pack had not been forgotten, always a distant memory - a bad one, at that - but it had never gone completely. Yes, he knew Moonspear. Cassiopeia. Cassiopeia... Hmm. The boy flicked his tail, realising that his hesitation to give her the rabbit was probably annoying her greatly. He smirked at this, keeping the prey under his paw. Then, as he connected his gaze to hers, the boy realised. Cassiopeia... Cass. Cass - his sister. The one he'd grown up with. Ah.

He blinked in surprise at her, raising a brow. "Cass?" He said, quiet though a question as well as a statement. Was it really her? So long it had been since they last shared a word. With a jolt Neo wondered what his parents were doing now. He had so many questions, yet he needed her to confirm that it really was her, even though he was certain it was. What the heck was she doing here? The boy knew she was a prisoner, but why? "Why are you here?" He asked coldly, though there was a hint of curiousity ever present in his voice. He did not dislike his sister, but it had been so long. He wasn't sure he knew where their relationship stood. Or what he should say. So surprised was he that his sister was here, now, in his home. The one his parents had always despised.

Finally he nudged the rabbit over, deciding not to give his name just yet. Then again, even if he said it, he would not speak his true name. Nothing that could be used against him.