Lost Creek Hollow Meet n' Greet

She considered his question, and he was patient. Nothing about his warm and attentive expression or his relaxed posture demanded an immediate answer nor suggested there was only one correct answer for her to give him, as was often the case. With many wolf packs, to say you were unsure of your long term status in a pack was to invoke the ire of its leadership and followers, and quite possibly to beckon expulsion. The hollow was different. It's leadership understood the need to find one's place.

"I hope to see you stick around," he smiled. "But if you find this is not your place, all we ask is that you let us know before you head out. Without that, we'd be left to wonder if something terrible had happened to our packmate." He had a soft heart, but perhaps even more so than him was Harlyn, who founded this pack with the notion that she would protect her wolves. "I am curious though," he tilted his head. "What are you hoping to avoid?"