Though he would've preffered just to shove the remaining memory of his infant son at the back of his mind, he couldn't get himself to bury it beneath the graveyard of his imagination. He loved Finn --if that was even his name still, and though the years had passed he still held a little candle flame in his heart that kept alive his hope to see him again some day.
But for now, until the day their paths crossed finally arrived, he felt content to be at the Creek, which seemed to ring a bell in the man's head. Galileo pricked his dark tipped ears in his direction as the mention of a certain runaway alpha came from his lips. So she hadn't died after all, he thought relieved, though he still carried some resentment for Fox's foolish actions he would never wish her wrong. As Bazi, she had given him the home he now had.
"I am glad she's found love somewhere else", he barked, though he was certain the creek wolves had loved the fiery Alpha, their admiration and respect for her had crumbled after her continuous slip-ups. "It was a brusque change but I believe it worked out for the best, don't you agree?" he barked casually. Bazi had proven to be worthy of her title --until now -- ans the greyscale male had just mentioned the joy Fox had brought to their home. It was a win-win, as far as he knew.
