Blacktail Deer Plateau Roman cavalry choirs are singing

This seems like a pretty good place to wrap up. Thanks for the thread! (: Also for the record, if Dante were real, I would totally force him to be my friend <3

 

When Dante received him, that was that. The name of vagabond was stripped from him to be replaced by something far better, though he knew the mercy shown him was far greater what he deserved. His third chance - and his last. A heavy weight settled in his paws, but Malachi dipped his head to his new Alpha in a quiet gesture of thanks and committed the names he spoke to memory. He had neither face nor scent to put to them, but he would gather those in due time.

"I'm good to explore on my own," he said, "but I wouldn't mind something to eat." Small prey had been enough to sustain him, but never enough to satisfy. The last time he'd felt contentedly full had fallen from his conscious mind, and he could barely remember the feeling. Yet still he would restrict himself, and take only what he needed until he managed to contribute to the pack himself. There were others to care for now, and this time he wouldn't let them down. He would make sure of that.