Kere had a rather unusual childhood for a wolf. First of all, his mother was a loner - rather than in a pack, Kere's mother was part of an unkindness. An unkindness of ravens. And when the time came for Kere and his litter to disperse and go on their own ways, each one left with an avian sibling by their side. Raised together, these two yearlings in particular set off with the intention of seeing the very ends of the world, both north and south. Kere and Mera had no illusions about pack life - they had no intention of joining a group of wolves who wouldn't understand the way they had been raised. Even now the pair insist that the pack led by the God of Groves is in fact an unkindness, thank you very much, everyone knows corvids are connected with the divine and an unkindness is much more auspicious than a pack. Everyone has learned to just fondly humor them at this point, even as the puppies run around excitedly pretending to be birds.
The God of Groves can see the sparks of joy in Kere's eyes when he asks Aleph to go over to him. He has prepared a little surprise for his god as a reminder that Aleph is special to him.
In hushed tones, Kere tells his god his deepest, darkest secret. He knows Aleph won't tell anyone.