06-30-2009, 02:15 PM
DaVinci felt the fur on his neck rise slightly as the young lady spoke her piece, the story reminding him of monsters he'd once known. He shook his head sadly as the words of the girl came to a close, he knew that Geneva was waiting to see what his decision would be on this matter. He knew that if her band of loners did come looking for a fight that the pack would stand by his choice but if he turned her away, which he knew there was no way in his heart he could that the pack would be so much better off. He also knew that whatever he did Jefferson would find some fault in it and still think he was an idiot, perhaps he was, an idiot for believing in change or hope atleast for thus.. but it was something atleast.
DaVinci turned towards Geneva with a smile before looking back to the young girl. "Well brave one, what are we to call you then. We can't throw you to the wolves." There was no choice, he would not sentence her to death and it seemed that that was her future outside the borders of the pack. He raised a brow as he sighed softly. "I've already got the pack in enough trouble, one more for sanctuary can't hurt anything.." He looked to Geneva to see what she thought of this as he was finally beginning to feel the effects of the warm fire at his back.
DaVinci turned towards Geneva with a smile before looking back to the young girl. "Well brave one, what are we to call you then. We can't throw you to the wolves." There was no choice, he would not sentence her to death and it seemed that that was her future outside the borders of the pack. He raised a brow as he sighed softly. "I've already got the pack in enough trouble, one more for sanctuary can't hurt anything.." He looked to Geneva to see what she thought of this as he was finally beginning to feel the effects of the warm fire at his back.