The stammering words from the stranger surprised Galileo, as he had been looking away when he had spoken up. Recovering from his light shock, Galileo nodded and spoke, 'Hey'. Cercatori D'arte, that was the packs name. 'Umm, I suppose I wanna join'. He must have looked dumbfounded at the males question, he probably was, he wasn't that social and he'd never had to ask to join a pack. Even in the European communities he lived in, jobs were offered up to him. The only pack he'd ever been in was the government he was born into.
Taking Apep from around his neck, Galileo placed the white serpent down on the ground. 'Dun't worry 'bout him, 'Pep's harmless. Unless you're a rodent or something'. A grin was added as he made his little joke. Apep, as docile as he seemed, was an excellent hunter. His size allowed him to ambush his prey and catch them before the could run. Like most snakes Apep was not that fast. If there was a chase on hand he'd loose. Galileo had been considering for sometime that perhaps he might get himself something fast enough to give chase. They had had weasel like things back home which were used in a similar way.
The white snake 'paced' the floor around his master's feet, waiting for Galileo to pick him up when he was ready.
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