Emberwood The devil in disguise had a poker face

It was strange that such simple questions could so easily stump him. Katmai blinked at Eti, grasping for an answer — an answer that wasn't, Yes, of course I want to go home, because that wasn't true. An answer that wasn't, No, I don't want to, because that would be horrible of him.

The latter question was the one he answered first.

"I guess nothing has. In a long time," he admitted, his shoulders drooping despite how hard he fought to keep his voice even. "I wish I could go back to when it did."

But he couldn't. He'd been trying all these many months.

He looked up at Etienne with a new sorrow in his eyes. A fearful sort of understanding.

"But lots of wolves leave home," he told him. "And then they find new homes. Right?"