Jade Fern Grove A place to stay

"We hold tensions with a pack called Blackfeather Woods, further south of here," was all he offered. He would not go in to the details unless she felt the desire to ask. For now, it was best left unspoken.

Her forward question drew his attention quite abruptly -- but if she thought he was going to share with her his personal life regarding his mate and family, she was terribly wrong. "You'd be wrong," he corrected her, his tone growing colder. As if to make it clear that the conversation was over in regards to his mate, the male stalked forward, maneuvering to brush his shoulder against hers to solidify his scent upon her -- she was accepted as a member to the pack.. for now, at least.