Lachesis! He nearly squealed with excitement, but instead opted for a sharp nod. That’s the one! He flashed her a toothy grin, his tail wagging gently behind him. This was good news. She might not have run into one of his siblings (they were probably busy snooping around) she had heard of his uncle. Which was a good start. You know him? He asked, his maw canted to the side. He knew his uncle wasn’t aware of his existence, but that was okay. Seven was aware of his and that’s all that mattered.

The feral seemed to have even more information, which only made the peppered yearling more excited. He had really lucked out with this one! The first name didn’t sound familiar, but the last was all he needed. It meant they were in the right place—that there were Selwyn’s living down here. Maybe even his father—or wolves that knew of his father. No, he answered, honestly, the left corner of his mouth drooping into a lopsided frown, but that’s okay. It means there’s Selwyn’s down here, so I’m on the right track. He nodded once more. Does he live around here, too?

She knew him!!! His excitement grew, muddy eyes widening with each word that tumbled off her tongue. Not only was her uncle Lachesis a healer, just like his mother had said, but apparently he led a pack! Hearthwood River. That was important information. Good, helpful information. His paws were practically buzzing with excitement. Thank you! He chirped, his tail wagging frantically behind him. You’re the most helpful fe—wolf I’ve encountered so far. This girl sure seemed to know a lot of wolves in the area. She was the most perfect feral Seven could have run into—he probably even found out more than either of his siblings!!

So you’re a Selwyn?

Some would disagree, due to his very unSelwyn eyes. But that didn’t matter. His surname said otherwise.

Yep! Seven Selwyn, he introduced with a small dip of his head, his lips curved into a tight smile. The Selwyn nobody really knew about—yet.

Okay, so this Askan was east. Maybe he could visit his uncle in Hearthwood before looking for this Askan, his… something. And, apparently, he was a friend of the yellow-eyed girl. Holy moly, he had really lucked out with this one! Cool, thanks, he added, his expression softening. Wait—do you need help with anything? I don’t really know much but I might be able to help you. He shrugged, flashing her a crooked smile as his brows shot up in anticipation for her response.

Remington. He would do his best to remember that name. She had been an absolute delight and he was so thankful that she had been the first feral he’d encountered in the Lore. And certainly the most helpful! While she had not encountered his siblings, the loner had known both of the names he’d given her. That was better than nothing. Nice t’meet you, too! He chirped in response, his tail giving another enthusiastic wave behind him.

She hesitated at his request but he remained calm, his muddy gaze fixated on her dark frame. If she didn’t want anything in return Seven wouldn’t protest. He just wanted to return to the favour as she had been more than helpful when she didn’t need to be. But, after a brief pause, the girl spoke once more, earning a wide smile from the peppered yearling. tell your Uncle I send my thanks… Check. He could definitely do that. …I’m southeast with Askan Selwyn. Double check. Triple check! Especially since the wolf she was hanging out with was some how related to him. He’d find Lachesis first then deal with his Selwyn relatives. You got it, he yipped with a sharp nod. Thanks again, he added, his head flopping to the side, but I better get going. Got some siblings and an uncle to find! A small chuckle accompanied his words as he sidestepped away from the ebony girl, his coffee-coloured gaze lingering. See ya around?