Stavanger Bay Pawprints Towards the Sand

So it seemed as though Howl's assumptions were rather accurate. A witchdoctor being some sort of medic, though they had a spiritual connection that not all medics had. Initially, Howl's thought was that perhaps this witchdoctor was Ford's mother or perhaps a mate of his fathers at one point. After all, it was common for those claiming a pack to do so with their family. But that thought would quickly change once Ford continued answering Howl's questions. 

He went on to explain that his father had ruled a pack in the past by the name of Blackrock Depth. Howl wasn't sure if he had heard the name before, though a small part of him thought it sounded familiar. Then came the explanation of Ford's mother, or at least a mention of her. Shortly after Ford turned away and got quiet for the moment. It seemed as though it was a sore spot for the leader and Howl made a note not to mention it again.

Back onto the topic of his father, he spoke of his ambition and his desire to control the entire coast. Howl was relieved to hear that this wasn't Ford's plan. Howl would want to part in becoming a member of a war pack. Similar to those who had driven his birth back to move so frequently and gradually dwindle in members.

"What are your plans then?" he inquired wondering if they might be as ambitious as his father but down a different path. Another thing that caught Howl's ear was that his father had tasked his "children" with continuing his work.  "Do your other siblings feel the same as you? About your father." perhaps some of them resided within the pack already.