Blackfeather Woods Do you think it's to late for me?

He had made his way away from the Pack, wandering this new beautiful land. He knew he could tell no new pack about his past, about where he might have come from. He was being remade, and to be fair, He wasn't sure what exactly it was he was being made into. He knew he was a warrior, and a damn good one. He knew he was a natural leader. And he supposed he would learn the rest along the way. 
scents crossed his radar and he paused- there was a pack here, or there had been, anyway. He made his way through the forest when a Warning growl sounded among the trees. Interesting. He followed the sound to see a younger male glaring at a young female. Was this entire region lead by children?