Barrow Fields they guarded her from all her enemies

Sirio stares at him for a long moment without answering, deciding if it was worth it or not. Right now he finds no need to join a pack, content to stay nearer to his place of birth and try to find out what he can on his own.

But maybe he can be of some use.

”What can you tell me about your pack? And the one on the cliffs,” he says, playing innocence on his knowledge. The pack on the sound is new, in a way, but he has been aware of them with little else to show.