Wapun Meadow Apricot Wishes

Good luck and may I never see you again. Birk thought in response, watching the white fellow walk out of his life just as swiftly as it had come in. He wondered, what the other had said to him and was pretty sure that it was not the common tongue he had been taught and was used to, when young. But after a while - he forgot all about it, because there were more important matters at hand. He headed towards the pack that he would soon find out - ran by name of Easthollow.