Firestone Hot Springs I need a lullaby, a kiss goodnight

Sorry I presumed Leo was with her from how I read the previous post!

Mason nodded assertion at her question. She was close to him now, and her presence didn’t worry him. She seemed gentle and kind, and although Dad had always told him not to go only by first appearances, it was not easy to think of this lady as dangerous. 

“Dad doesn’t want me there no more.” He answered simply. Definitely negative emotions. Clearly he was too young to do such a thing yet, but at the moment all that kept playing through his mind was Zaria stood with FitzDutiful. It made it hard to breathe so he banished the thought. He couldn’t imagine not wanting to leave the pack when he was a year or so.

“Do you have a pack?” Her scent was remarkably singular. He knew sometimes wolves were banished and must roam lone until they found a new family to join. After all, Silvertip Mountain was an ever-flowing shift of wolves.