Skoll hums in agreement at Ciel's observations. The pack is big and has a lot of pups. Hopefully they aren't upset at him for bringing another along. When Skoll came around they didn't seem to mind.

He almost stops walking when Ciel asks about his family. Skoll tries to think. He stares at the trees in the distance marking the densites but nothing comes up. His mind is blank, as if a wall was built around the memories containing those of his family.

Skoll knows he has family somewhere. Every wolf has family, whether they like it or not. So why is it so hard to remember?

"I don't have any family." he replies. At least not here. "The pack is all i've got."

He should feel lonely. Somehow, he doesn't mind only having the pack around. Everyone has been nice to him so far. "What about yours?"