Wapun Meadow Wisest Ways of the Old

"No. Not at all, he was --is-- a good kid; though I had no idea he had left the Creek" spoke his company.

Chuckling, Adair added a note of sincerity to his remark.
"I had no idea he was of the pact until I had met him near the creek one day. He was quite a cold lad, so distant. Untrusting."

Taking his voice to a note of solemnity, Adair continued.
"But eh, who could blame him? Everywolf has a story thats impacted them, and its almost a gaff it they say they dont. But as for him, it could be a way he was made, or a way he was raised. It was not my business to pry, nor is it a preference of mine. I respect confidentiality, friend."

"Do you mind if I ask, when is this pack being stablished?"

"Its already alive, Galileo. Only a wee babe, but it's kicking."
Adair grinned at the reference, but gave the date of the packs birth.

"September seventh, was the date it was birthed."