Being a Loner is Tiresome

[Savina Marino]

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Better don't let me be carried away As the male relaxed her smile broadened some. He had a good aura about him, that much she could tell. He wasn't putting on a front like some tried to do. Savina never understood why some would choose to do that. Sooner or later their true colors would show (as they had with Leroy), not only that but you were almost setting yourself up for failure. If a pack expected you to act like the wolf they had met on the borders then they would be disappointed, possibly even angry, when they found out it was a lie. Hiding things almost never worked, especially in a pack. Everything tended to bubble up towards the surface. While being able to survive on one's own was a valuable life skill, it didn't much apply to being in a pack. It meant he was at least a decent hunter if he had been able to sustain himself, but she wanted to know more. "I see, well, anything else? Would you consider yourself social? Crimson Dreams is a very tight knit pack, like a big family really. Is that what you are looking for?" If not she wouldn't judge him one way or the other, but it was important he knew who's door he was knocking on. "Also how do you do with pups Maldrid?" To the new mother that question was very important. She wanted wolves around who knew how to handle children properly.

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