Witch's Marsh and so it begins

I read up on your pack concept, and I think this would fit with the plot idea I've got for Awol! Basically, he'd be very interested if you taught him a little about scouting and your pack idea?

Awol yelped in suprise as a woman leaped form the thicket. The memories of his sisters finding him started to flood back to him, his face visibly grimaced in emotional pain and shock. For the briefest second, the boy had thought it was his youngest sister, Ezra. He sighed in relief when it was just another loner.

"Please, don't do that, not only will you scare anything and everything left in this broken land away, you will give me a heart attack," he huffed. He tried not to let too much of his annoynace show, seeing as his goal was to build a good reputation among others.

"Excuse me, if this is your land, but I'm Awol, nice to meet you."

I suppose.

"Are you part of a pack?"