Echo seemed pleased by the wolves response... and nodded to the new wolf flameclaw. At this point, she slipped from under her brother to stand up a little straighter. Seraph seemed to be a bit happier that his sister moved and gave him more free movement. Seraph had leaned on his sister once more. "Well..." he said, glancing at his sister with a light sigh. "It is good you understood her, and she seems happier now than when we left..." he murmured.<br/><br/>Echo nodded, "The wolf speaks of grass growing brother. Does that mean we can root ourselfs to them an there pack?" She asked. Seraph shook his head in response "We cannot force our troubles on these wolves, Echo". He then looked to flame claw and the wolf his sister spoke to. "I am Seraph, my sister calls me various things, and my sister is Echo.We are just running from our past, nothing more, and nothing shorter of it" he said in an intelligent tone. "Though we highly appreciate your lack of brute violence. Right Echo?" He said to her. She nodded, and looked to the first wolf she spoke to. "Yes, you deserve a flower for the grass," she said in a genuine and pure voice. Seraph just looked to his sister with a worried... more sad than anything else type of expression.