The Sentinels a friend in need is a friend indeed, a friend with weed is better

Had Lasher asked it of him, Vlad would have made love to the earthen Alpha then and there. He settled for kissing the ground at the other wolf's feet, slobbering and laughing and weeping all at once - it was impossible to distinguish one expression of feeling from the other, but all were of true and heartfelt gratitude. Customary offers of creb were made, along with whatever Lasher should desire of the sea-salt wolf in this life or the next. When Vlad had finally regained control of his feelings and his tail was no longer at threat to the integrity of his ass, the Russian raised himself from the ground and asked of Lasher: "So kind Beeg Wurd Wulf - how meck you so gud, much strong peck? Hev taosend shildrens?" The scent markers alone spoke of Donnelaith's greatness - of its strength. Vlad doubted the staying power of most wolves in Saltwinter, and assumed that Lasher had either fathered every single one of his pack-mates or that they owed him some deeply embarrassing debt.

Woo! Tagged Blue and Casmir in a follow-up thread - will assume they follow Vlad out. :D