Big Salmon Lake summerlight [m]

"you erased those thoughts," lasher murmured, nudging luke's shoulder with his own. truthfully he knew not of what he had been thinking during their last interlude, and concluded it was unimportant. the wolf before him was living, and breathing, a rapt reminder of the joys life still offered taltos' very soul. "have you chosen a pack with which to reside?" the ecru wolf asked quietly. he would make it no secret that of course he wished luke to come to roost among his own kith, but would make no verbal bid.

the pale man was his own individual. 'twas one of the many things lasher was coming to love about the giddy spirit. luke would decide that which was best for himself, and taltos would respect it.