Wheeling Gull Isle Good Tidings

He listened. And listened. And listened. The water witch spoke, and Greyback listened silently as she chattered on in her explanations. It was fascinating to him, the gods of sun and moon. It was a bit like his own thoughts albeit different, but something in the back of his mind hinted that perhaps he shouldn't pry more. The gods are just and divine, he did not want to spoil his relationship with them.

"It is interesting to hear of your home...but I cannot offer you any more info. I know not much." Greyback's heart sank as yet another pack had turned his hopes down. Where had he gone? Where was his son if not here? The perilous days had turned to weeks, and his belief in finding Newt was fading. Was he even alive?

He snapped out of his thoughts as he noticed Hua staring at him, and with a fake smile he dipped. "I best be going, I have to keep looking for my son. Thank you, Hua of...?" he hadn't gotten the name of her pack.