Greatwater Lake wrapped them in "I don't owe you a damn thing"

It’s scarce he stops his incessant joking. Though he soars her from his horrible humor for just a moment. Gazing softly down to her he hums. “I wished for my pack to prosper and become strong.” He admits back to her.

Then he allows his form to gently lie on his side, being propped up by an elbow. A silent offer for her to snuggle up to him evident in his star-like hues. “What did you wish for?”