Sleepy Fox Hollow Oh, I'm burning out

The other male introduced himself, without needing prompting, and FitzDutiful liked to think that the inner counsellor within him saw the male as a good fit. He felt as though he could see a place within the inner core of his pack for the male. Zaria, Chaska, Ryuu, Alastor, Mason, June. It was well balanced and for once he wouldn't have a woman on the side to mess things up. Unless, well unless he wanted to —

No, he wouldn't think of that. Back to the question at hand.

"Silvertip Mountain." he said, returning the smile that Alastor had given him. "We've a good collection of wolves, well, I like to think of them all as my family, and leave further west. We've a variety of skills too some of us have obtained them already and others are actively pursuing them. I like to think we all hope to better ourselves, bettering the pack as a whole in the process."

He wasn't going to lie about what he wanted from his pack any more. That's not to say he had ever explicitly lied previously, he had just tainted the truth with rose coloured glasses. Now he spoke freely, openly, with a passion about the pack he ruled and what he wanted from it.