Whitebark Stream slowing down

Something like that. Hmm? What on earth was that supposed to mean? A wolf was either looking for a home or not looking for a home. Yes or no. As far as she was concerned there was no such thing as kind of looking. "Well are you or aren't you?" she asked again. If he didn't know whatever was anyone else supposed to do about it? But if he wanted to settle somewhere he might as well have asked for an early grave. The wolf was already starting to gray around the edges. Poor thing. Better to just put him out of his misery before life became unbearable.

She shook off her thoughts as soon as the male dropped the word harem. She immediately bristled. How dare he suggest she left such a wolf do such nefarious things to her! "Oh heavens no. More like a bunch of nurse maids playing house with a toddler. Ugh. It's awful." She could have gone on. There were a dozen more things she wished to say, none of them pretty, but she held her tongue if only because she didn't wish to humiliate herself further by broadcasting to the world she'd just let herself fall beneath the rule of a male of all thing. It was degrading.

Actually... Why was she still speaking to one? This place was seriously going against anything and everything she ever stood for.