Element stared at the Manor. It was the second day he'd been there - he wasn't exactly sure why he was drawn to the place, but the thought of the humans making such a structure intrigued him. It was like the University with the Library - huge, incredible, and probably at one point, very useful. He was sure that the wolves in Crimson Dreams used it at some point - whether to hunt the small animals that no doubt lived there or to take shelter from storms, he did not know. But what he did know was that it was a good place - it gave off a sense of shelter, and of protection. It was like a good omen for the pack in which he met Alder.
He wasn't sure how much he was stretching his luck by going back here. Alder hadn't been hostile - but then again, this time he might not meet only a rambunctious puppy who wanted to play. This wasn't child's play, and this also wasn't to be taken lightly. No matter how kind the wolves seemed, he knew better than this. He shouldn't be here. Turning his paws in resignation, he began to turn back and head back to Halifax before the sun went down.
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