Deepwood Weald he is neither gentle nor kind

Gannet wasn't the greatest at conversation either but, happily, that meant he didn't mind the silence. He smiled as the other boy grouped them, nodding. There was an immediate kinship on his end... it never took much to inspire that, especially towards a packmate.

He let the silence fall for a little while, then breaths out a light, huffing laugh. In his opinion, it said something about both... they are obviously loyal and strong enough to be deemed at least an extension of family. And the Ostregas obviously had a way that only suited some.

"Why do you stay?" He asked, not wanting to pry, but wondering. None of the others had..... but he did.