Sleepy Fox Hollow it don't feel right to see you, friend

So sorry for the wait on this!

While Emmerich explained, Wylla examined Siku. Despite how he crouched, she could see the length in his limbs and the gaunt cut of his figure. If he filled out to match his frame, he would easily rival Mahler in size when he was finished growing. He was respectful and deferential, and she had always had a soft spot for children. Most children. Certainly, those who were as polite as this boy.

So he did not want to be a solider. Wylla could understand that. The rigid structure of such a pack could hardly appeal to everyone; she herself would chafe under the strict rule of Mereo. For her son, she had a proud smile when he finished giving his account. He had done so well. Mahler would be so proud of his willingness to help someone in need.

You may stay here for now, she decided, giving her tail a brief wag to try to coax Siku out of his shell a little more as she turned and beckoned for them to follow away from the borders. She had no qualms with him staying permanently, if that was what he wished, but wondered how it might strain relations with Mereo if they felt differently.

Do your mother and father know where you are? seemed as good a place as any to start on that topic. If he turned out to be Germanicus' kid, things might be a lot more complicated.