Ravensblood Forest time came you went away

He wasn’t sure what to make of the Moonspear news – his eyes would drift to study the features of the boy before him briefly, considering his words. Screech continued – and then mentioned he wished to seek a home with his family. The names were unfamiliar to Constantine, but he cringed within at the thought of their numbers dropping even more – especially when he had considered the one-eyed wolf to be an asset.
 
The wolf discussed debt to him, and the Regal’s brows furrowed, though in mild thought. “I won’t hold a wolf from his family to work off a debt,” he responded, not requiring a moment to even think on the matter. If Screech desired to be elsewhere, the swarthy wolf wouldn’t keep him here under the guise of guilt. It would serve none of them, in the end.
 
And he knew, if he had a chance to be with his family once more, too.. “Be with your family. They’re more important than you might ever know,” he spoke, his features softening.