Bearclaw Valley interim

Evien nodded his head slowly in agreement. "I think so, too," he responded, looking off to the side in thought. "It would be wrong to attack someone outright when we're not provoked and they can't win. It's... cruel." 

Eyes flicked back up to Merrick's face at his explanation, brows drawing together in concern. He knew all too well how mothers could be, though it seemed he and their alpha had the opposite issue with theirs. He didn't apologize - he didn't think Merrick would appreciate that. "Fuck her then," he said bluntly, in regards to the flighty mother. "But the Easthollow wolves. Maybe that's something we can work on. Better an ally than an unnecessary enemy." A small smile crawled onto his maw. "Maybe they did look for you. Maybe they just couldn't find you. Did you ask?" the boy inquired, still watching Merrick's expression. 

"If you'd like," he continued, clearing his throat. "Maybe we could visit them together. Try and get to the bottom of everything."