King Elk Forest se-n-pa-i

The image that the earthy woman painted for him was one he could scarcely fathom. It was hard to imagine the claim of wolves reaching so far – spreading across numerous lands. There had been times when the child had wondered how Whitebark Stream had secured such a large hold with so few numbers in their ranks. These thoughts and concerns had never been voiced by the boy, but he had not forgotten his curiosities and found the tales of his new leader to be quite interesting to listen to.
 
“I will help,” he stated to her, pride sounding in the depths of his young voice. It was a rare moment – showing that fleeting glimpse of emotion. “I will be strong for the pack. I am a Draconid; we are mighty,” Kiyoshi looked to her, wondering if she would approve of this declaration.