Honeyed Pasture It’s a kind of amnesia

Mal nodded, That'd be fine with me. He had no idea how long the actual training would take. Hopefully reasonably fast if Hydra was going to go poking hornets' nests any time soon. The whole thing didn't have much of a timeframe... That'd be something to ask next time someone crossed paths with her.

And then to the second subject, he shook his head, Not recently, only know old history and what Hydra said. I was going to look when I go to the other packs. Since I know all their scents, I'm tempted to go farther to look, but the problem is they know mine. Or at least would if they paid attention when they came through here the first time. I'm not eager to get myself killed in the process, too many other things I'd rather be around for. Which was entirely true. He didn't even need to joke about that one -- the trio were crazy and the two additional ones had to be mean as hell. And it'd be a disservice to all his children, current and future if he ended up a corpse so soon.