King Elk Forest Somebody clip your wings?

Novak looked a little unsure of himself when both Cas and Spring came to the call, but adjusted himself accordingly. A trained Mercenary would be good among their ranks, right? 

Grace herself bent at the approach of both of Silver Creek's leaders, tail and head lowering, but scooted forward a step or two to show that, without a doubt, she was with them and what they decided -- she didn't turn, though, keeping close to her new friend in case he was finding comfort in her closeness. Casmir was a silent guardian, and Grace didn't at all blame him for protecting the home they'd settled for themselves and those in it. It was Spring that questioned the russet girl, and her golden gaze shifted to the alpha. 

                              "Novak. He's a trained mercenary, and I thought maybe Silver Creek would benefit if he could integrate."