King Elk Forest the descent to hell is easy

A flicker of interest passes Trajan's eyes, before vanishing into nothingness. It is interesting, he thinks, that Mato comes from these Wilds, but then he supposes that it really wasn't that surprising. He, himself, was born here, and that was two, nearly three years ago. Of course, in his absence, other wolves would give birth to new pups - this happened everywhere. Trajan thinks, slightly amused, that right now, there were probably a dozen, if not more wolves giving births to their pups. It is interesting, but the Roman does not dwell on it much longer, padding quietly forward.
He lifts a leg, spraying the ground, before tossing his head and exhaling lightly. "I was born here as well," Trajan says, scrubbing the ground lightly with his paws before continuing forwards. "In Swiftcurrent Creek. Then moved to Noctisardor Bypass as a pup. Then, I left Teekon entirely." He does not offer any details, figuring that Mato would not wish to hear the story of his relatively tragic and boring childhood. He doesn't mind sharing, however, if the druid does for some reason inquire on the reasons of his departure from Teekon Wilds.