Whitebark Stream The last goal he ever scored won the leafs the cup

He prepared the offering of his name as the stranger went on to provide his own, but it slipped easily from his mind as he carried on what felt like an accusation. Artyom blinked slowly, confused by such a bold statement, and took a moment to study the wolf on his borders with a scrutinizing gaze. "Hm," he pondered, wondering who he might mean.

Dawn? No, Artyom felt confident in knowing the names of his own siblings by law.

Aphrodite? Perhaps, though he couldn't see any resemblance.

Kaori, Chai or Meadow? He was doubtful.

Grezig? Oh, Grezig...

He didn't particularly enjoy being left hanging like this, especially considering how on edge he felt regarding the fate of absent pack-mates. There was no fun in playing this guessing game: "and who might your sister be?"