Firestone Hot Springs Say you won't cast me aside

He smirked softly with a nod. There always was.
He wondered about that woman - Towhee, a name he'd likely never learn - and her ilk. Would they all be bad, or was it just her?

He wondered if she'd heard or smelt.
Wondered if she'd spoken to them. If she had, she'd likely be with them.
He gave her a quick smile. He didn't mind, it was just words.
"I feel the same, though I do hope our ranks can grow. It's also nice to know many wolves, and to have a large family."
So they could be protected. And keep the lands.

"Ivory Rose, I created it with a vision to protect those who need it, and to train people to do so and to help then become skilled in any other area."
He wondered if he should tell people of the Daedra. If he should tell them of how they played games with him - showing signs but their voices never spoke. Unless he was in Phantom Grove.
But perhaps not. That woman attacked him for being Blackfeather.

"I love my home. My Mother loves to have a pack. She might join me soon." He smiled, but held no sadness. She had a new family. He had run away - left. And she'd moved on.
Rowan slowly slid deeper into the water, the deep pool warming his cold bones.
"What about you?"