Boartusk Heights twist of the knife

Ears perked up at the language that was most familiar to the brute and it had been a while since he had met another who shared it other than his late mate and his family. “Ah after death, intersante“

It was similar to the meaning behind his last name but that was in Latin and not in his native tongue. “I would have to speak to my family about this but I am interested to say the least.” He wanted his children around wolves who could teach them the language of their people when he and his sister wasn’t around. Though their future aunt and uncle could do that as well.