Blacktail Deer Plateau I'm just making sure

Gunnar knew virtually nothing about Crete. He knew that the man had sired him, and he knew he had been considered good. However, he also knew that he had hurt his mother, and perhaps she had hurt him too.

Gunnar also knew that his mother did not deny her flaws. She owned up to her mistakes and she accepted the consequences. He had heard of how they had told the pack, how she had accepted everything onto herself. How there had been rules in place. He knew all this, and he respected his mother and father for it. And he owed a debt of gratitude to the wolf Pump, though he couldn't really remember her. Having died when he was very young.

Gunnar smiled at her, I'm always looking for friends. Miss Osprey. And I don't object ot knowing more, I just hope that you and any others can respect the fact that Ragnar is my father. He has raised me, and I will strive to be like him. He shifted his feet self consciously, hoping he didn't upset her with his words.