With Weylin temporarily mia little Mortz has taken it upon himself to keep close to the alpha's mate and stay within listening distance to Ajax for most of the time, they were his new adoptive family after all and no matter how much it pained him to not seek out his mothers remains he had done his best to stay within Glorall and do what he figured was his duty. To be there. As useless as any new born pup was Mortz was barely under a year now, and learning to hunt was of the utmost importance to him and the rest of the pack. He would be one of the biggest there, stronger than most he had already come up with a nickname for himself that he kept all to himself because it hadn't come true yet. The Bear Killer. Because he would strengthen himself, build up muscles and bones to the point that he was the biggest, strongest wolf in all of Mandolin, he would take down that she-bear that had taken his family from him and he only hoped that she would have cubs to so that he could show her the pain it felt to lose someone so close to you.

Selene had slipped away from the pack with Mortz following closely behind, he wanted to know what was going on, it wasn't until they got to the river and he saw the shiny flashes of silver dart through the waters that he got the idea that they'd come to eat. Food, his belly growled slightly, he hadn't eaten much and he knew in order to grow up big and strong he'd need all the food he could get. He sat behind her, silent as always and patient to the point that he would hear and see a pin drop before it even hit the ground. He watches as she watches, makes mental notes of her stillness, of the way her body barely vibrates as the fish move past her. His orange eyes following her turquoise ones as the fish slowly swim past. This goes on for some time. Till the two of them are non-existant of those around them, so engrossed in learning he doesn't even make a sound as she keeps her eyes on the fish. No need for words, he will learn quickly how she does this. Even if she fails, he wont look at it as that, he will look at it as an adventure, something new he had learned.

It's as if he is trying to copy her every move, he's further back from the bank than she but as she strikes he jumps up and slams down on the ground imagining it to create an earthquake, when she comes up she is successful and he gives a yip of joy, his belly grumbling her success in it's own joyous nature. He doesn't know if he should call her mom, mommy or just Selene, he doesn't know just yet if he wants to call her mom. She is Weylin's mate isn't she? and if Weylin adopted him, wouldn't that make her his adoptive mother? and Ajax's as well? he had come to enjoy the other wolfs company and took to sleeping with him more than Selene and Weylin but this was just because he felt he knew the other wolf better. It was time to spend some time with Selene right now though and he chases her happily onto the soft patch of grass sending a sprey of sand around him in a small circle as he finally lowers himself and takes a tuff of Selene's golden coat into his mouth and lightly pulls on it. Maybe he would call her Mom later, for now he was just excited to be out and about and learning stuff.

"talks like this"