Growing up as a son to a lone wolf has many disadvantages. The overall lack of interaction with other wolves caused Luka to feel lonely in his younger years. His mother taught him how to fend for himself, but she never taught him how to maintain relationships. His mother taught him how to heal simple wounds, what plants not to eat and which ones had positive effects. Luka was never taught the ways of a warrior only the ways of sneaking out unnoticed. His mother ingrained the idea of flight into his head. With this in mind the inky male was never one to start conflict.
The female spoke of her past as a warrior. The more the bulky wolf revealed to Luka about her goals and the manner in which she was raised the more the inky wolf wanted to be on her good side. There was no doubt in Luka's mind that he would get his ass kicked to the other side of mars Kaskara decided she didn't like him.
The male was curious on who her brother was inside their pack. While Luka did not know many wolves in the Creek maybe he had somehow met her brother before. "Who is your brother inside the Creek?" The ebony male inquired with curiosity dripping from his tongue.