Shandom was alarmed when he saw Tharin's hackles rise - was the wolf frightened of him? The white Gamma wracked his memory to figure out what, exactly, he'd said that could be deemed threatening before he deduced Tharin was likely new to the whole idea of Luperci. He understood what it was like to fear the creatures, though he supposed he was now one of them. Shandom had enough control to keep his face from betraying the sympathetic and pitying emotions that whirled within him - he assumed the boy would not appreciate such antics. It is a good pack, he said. I quite enjoy it there. You would be welcomed, you know. If you wanted a family. His face was open and genuine - the male would cheerfully escort Tharin to New Dawn borders, if the younger wished.
But Tharin had also asked about the virus acting as a medicine, and Shandom sighed. To be honest, I don't know. When I got this scar, I was - obviously - quite ill, and I came across a woman - a two legged woman - who said that if she infected me, it would be easier for her to heal my eye. I didn't...I didn't quite know what she meant, but I do know that I am able to still live because she fixed my eye. But, here he laughed, remembering his time with Tourniquet and Adonis, it didn't feel great, changing the first time.
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