Shadewood two hearts, too hard

Boone was good company; he talked a lot and sounded a hell of a lot like Colt, but there was something about his gentle demeanour that the raven boy drew comfort from. He didn't half ask stupid questions though.

"Well I didn' jus' magically appear here," he snorted, as if the answer was obvious enough. But they had time to kill and Matteo didn't particularly feel like hunting in silence. "My mom and dad founded the pack, but they left and took Ever and Manias when me and Ines were tiny." He barely remembered much of his siblings aside from Ever's obnoxiously loud voice and Manias' soft snuggles. "Don' r'member much about 'em to be honest, but Isuel said they put us in charge," he paused, tasting the air, "You can see how that turned out." 

When he could scent nothing of use, he turned to Boone with a toothy grin, intent to turn the interrogation onto the older man. "How 'bout you, big man?"