Sun Mote Copse If the world was ending you'd come over, right?

His focus was detrimental in that moment. He could see the doubt spawning across the boy's face and knew he had overstepped, let himself get too heated about something personal. The boy still offered an alternative and Asa nodded as he listened, obliging him for the most part. It had been a mistake to use his sister's illness as a means to an end, but it had worked up until this point. He would need to be more careful in the future - Asa did not want to make enemies while he sought out the target of his true rage.

Frosthawks, got it. He repeats, more-so for the boy's benefit than his own.

The boy offered to share the name throughout his pack. At first Asa was resistant; his heart felt constricted, his breath hitching in his chest. He could not say no to such an offer. Asa, he murmurs finally, introducing himself. Asa Morgan. If you find him— he wanted to warn the boy to be careful, to be on guard, but he cannot do that without explaining everything and so he quickly finds an alternative: Just let him know I am hunting for him.