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The dog King of misfits had spent a good amount of his own time as a loner, though he had been running from his problems and had been fighting to find his own identity. Even in the pack that he had been born into and had lived for years, Vigilante had never truly felt as if he was a member. He had been an accessory canine, used for his skills with no concept of how it was to live in a pack and to have what he had perceived to be a normal life. Had he remained in Kaktowik, he would not have been given the option of having a mate and children, as he did now. He had simply been used to kill those that did not deserve their own lives, they wasted it so and did horrible things to warrant the loss of their lives. It had been a very drastic change, coming to live in Cour des Miracles, and he could hardly believe that he was the same dog mutt that had made his life by killing wrong-doers.
"Have either of you considered joining a pack, or is there a reason you have not?" he inquired politely. Vigilante was not necessarily scouting for members for the Court, but it could not do any harm to speak to loners and see what they might be seeking in a pack. He saw no shame in looking to better his own pack, and if there were things that loners wanted and they seemed to be good ideas, he would be interested in seeing if any such ideas would work for the pack of Miracles. He was very fond of his pack and the members within it, but their numbers were waning and he wished to find ways to prevent that from happening further, perhaps by incorporating ideas from those who do not yet have a pack or may be looking.
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