Course he missed Weylin, the man had saved him from utter oblivion, death's door step had not wanted the little wolf pup just yet, he was destined for greater things than to die at the hands of old mother bear there, he was destined to take her down. To stand atop her fleshy back and howl to the moon, stars and sun that this was his victory, that he was the one to have the last laugh, the final death blow would be his. He would take it with gusto. Harsh thoughts for one so young, so adorably young, but he had his own mind apart from when he was around his family, he could be that adorable loveable puppy that they all seemed to want. But deep within him grew the seeds of a killer, a defender of the weak, a righter of wrongs. One could be a killer and a hero all in the same day, it's how life was really.

"You bet! I wouldn't miss a little adventure" he says his little pink tongue flopping out to the side as he looked up at her, seated now as he was his little orange eyes, flashing her a toothy grin as she bounds around with him for a few moments, taking advantage of the sun that shone over head to heat up his coppery coat. He wouldn't ever look like his adoptive parents but deep down inside he would fight to the death for either of them. No matter what it would take. Mortz wasn't the type to just sit back and let things happen just because he was to small. His paws were huge for a puppy and this denoted that he would be a very big boy when he grew up. He was excited for this because it was only a couple of seasons away before he'd be a year old and begin his teachings of hunting and how to properly do it. Him and Ajax would probably play fight from time to time, but the real hunting was done when one got bigger, and spring ment that Mortz would be bigger.

When Selene speaks again Mortz can only smile at her, he likes her, almost like his mother as he remembered her. It still haunts his dreams though, her death had been something he hadn't actually witnessed but her limp body and the bodies (what was left of them) of his kin, his brothers and sister, they all haunted him at night some times. When she pokes his little belly it causes him to giggle though, thoughts of his past family gone for the time being as he topples over backwards and bonks his head on the soft ground. He gives a playful growl and rolls over onto his gangly legs before eyeing the fish and giving Selene a few yips before digging into the fleshy bits and tearing off a small portion, sure a growing pup but he could only hold so much in that swelling belly of pudgy cuteness. Who couldn't resist poking him? he's darling!

He looks up as she mentions catching his own fish, eyes big as saucers "Oh yes please! I'd love that very much so, Selene" he desperately wants to call her mother but all that sneaks out this time round is her name. With time, lots of cuddles and fish catching time, he would be sure to call her thusly. "I think Ajax would love a fish, I will catch him a big fish, so HUGE!" he tears into the rest of his little piece, about a quarter of the fish before finishing it up, he gnaws on a small bone from the fishes fin before spitting it out with his tongue and looking up at Selene fully prepaired to dive head first into the stream to catch said fish if he had to.

"talks like this"