The cry of the Luna reached them before Anann herself did, and Wayne flashed the coydog another careful look as he listened for the approach of the leader. He hoped that the young woman was convinced that Casa di Cavalieri was the place for her; he might look like a fool himself if the female took her leave when he was the one who had been trying to convince her. Most of all, she probably just needed a home, a pack to play with and watch out for her; the deeper bonds of family, duty, and honor would blossom with time.
The brawny cowboy lifted his head and grew alert when the sound of hoofbeats grew closer to the border; the honey and caramel she-wolf appeared on the mare. His muzzle dropped in a respectful bow of acknowledgment, and he answered her question swiftly with a sideways glance at the coydog.
Selene Vansenza, Wayne introduced, though his accent didn’t quite do the girl’s foreign name justice. He began to add more, but Selene spoke up quietly, mentioning her motives. The man smirked lightly then nodded once more. Told her all I knew about Casa; she seemed to like the idea. Okay, a bit of a stretch there. The woman hadn’t remarked on how suiting it was specifically, but then again, she’d proven to be a bit withdrawn so far and obviously wouldn’t want to make the place her home if she had any particular issues with it.
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