Is there such thing as second chances

He sighed inaudibly as he nuzzled her fur. He wondered if he was doing the right; letting her back in Bearclaw Valley. What if she was a spy of sorts? What if she had some secret, well hidden motive hidden in her sleeve. Stop it, Raziel. It will be nice to have her back. He could only hope that her words were genuine and that she was being honest with him, because if she was not, then there would be serious consequences for both her and himself. And the Alpha was tired, so tired of everything.

"I wouldn't be thankful yet," he replied with a weary smile as she spoke and backed away, straightening himself. He dipped his head slightly, licking his ruffled chest fur before he raised his proud silver crown once more, fixing his turquoise stare firmly on her. He canted his head and beckoned her to follow him. "Come on, I can't have you standing here all day. You've got work to do."