Firestone Hot Springs It was the wicked and wild wind

He nodded, though was still dubious. 'Optimistic' was never a term used for him... he was a realist, if not a pessimist even. It wasn't something he could help, imagining the possibilities and failing to discount the bad. And from his opinion it had saved a lot of headaches. It was true he could move on if these new leaders proved as flighty as Dante would have feared, but by then other ties might threaten to hold him. After all, loyalty was a hard thing to give up on when you established yourself. Perhaps Luke found it easier to move on. This he knew from experience.

"Not a bad way to be," he replied. He had a lot of respect for those who saw the good in every situation, even if it might lead them astray sometimes. At times he even found himself wishing he could see what they did, though after some time he usually discounted it. "They will be lucky to have you when the time comes. Are you the only one save the leaders?" If there were more, surely they would travel together. Honestly, it was almost a temptation to offer this wolf temporary sanctuary, especially with the bounty of summer about them. The only thing stopping him was the presence of their young ones. He hesitated to introduce transience to them in that manner. They already had enough members come and go... No need to do so willingly as well. He wished them to learn that the ties of family weren't something made lightly.