Bearclaw Valley There isn't much left

Sven smiled. The man was not wrong. He did not nor would he forget the queen of this place easily. She had been a bit of a lifeline for a kid who was learning to be a leader on his own. HE would always hold her in high regard for that alone. For making him feel okay about his birthright. 

I'm not sure. I would love to reform someday. And I honestly don't know if I would go far. My father is buried there. I was born there. I will travel for a time. Then return and reweigh my options. Clearly I need to grow as a wolf and leader if I want to try again.

Sven blinked and smiled. Thanks. Perhaps I'll return then. If you're okay with that. I need to clear my head first.