Wapun Meadow Far From Home, On My Own

His offer was declined, and he gave a nod in return, understanding. "Fair enough," he offered, and while he could have told her she was welcome to reevaluate once her friend arrived, he did not -- his offer was not something that was left upon a table. His home and pack were sacred to him -- not something that was left with open invitations.
 
With the possibility of recruitment gone, the wolf failed to see any reason to linger longer. His son and fmaily needed him most at home, and with a dip of his muzzle, the stoical wolf was unwilling to put more time in to a stranger. "Best of luck to you and your companion during your travels," he rumbled then, his bright eyes scanning over her before his gaze drifted back to the direction of his home.  Without waiting for much of a response, the male turned, his paws beginning to pull him in the direction he truly needed to be.