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Lex considers the information for a moment.  He hadn’t been much of the type to ally with another, neighboring next to anyone in particular.  Perhaps it had been the downfall.  Or even what caused him to last for as long as he did.  It’s an answer he’s never going to get other than what had already happened.  Elwood’s pack, though, seemed to thrive enough and for a while now, and he supposes it works differently for everyone. 

The large wolf shakes his head when the other apologizes, waving it off to no big deal.  

“Direction enough is good enough for me.”

He shifts his weight back to his rear legs in an attempt to leave, but he’s caught up in a second thought.

“Before I go, is there anything you need me to pass along?” he asks, mostly to make sure.  Surely they had their own wolves suitable to take messages from one place to another.