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sorry for the wait, and short!
Hati accepted the invitation to assist in grooming the horse, and Alder just smiled at his actions. There was little that penetrated the even flow of peace, training and chores that occurred throughout the stables and track. Alder was often stuck in the regular pace so much so that he missed out on the happenings beyond it, and his small cabin. When Hati spoke of his mother Alder looked up from his work, his expression falling from the placid grin to something that held much more questioning. No, I haven't. He watched the other male with a sincere concern, his hands slowing and finally pausing as he waited for Hati to reply. Had she been hurt? it wasn't easy for the male to simply assume the worse of a situation, but there was something in the blue and black toned wolf that caused him think that it there was no cause to celebrate.
Ayita was not one that Alder would say he was close with, but she was the mate of their King, a long standing member of the pack as well as the mother of one of his closest friends. Alder did not have many, and since Hati had begun apprenticing for him and coming to the stables so often they had grown quite friendly. If something was upsetting him, Alder wished to know what it was and how he could help.
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