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Dante was glad he accepted and would now leave things to chance or fate, depending on which you believed in.  If he returned once spaces opened, wonderful.  If not, Dante would simply assume he had chosen to reside elsewhere, and no harm done.

"It is called Donnelaith," he obliged, the somewhat foreign name rolling with an accustomed ease off his tongue. "I will inform our Alpha of what we spoke of."  He would let @Lasher know when next they talked that the male was looking for a home and would possibly be lurking around the surrounding area.  It would serve dual purpose - let him know of their potential recruit and also have another pair of eyes watching to ensure he didn't take advantage.  Dante trusted him, but he wasn't naive.  "Again, it was good meeting you.  Good luck."  He gave a nod of farewell, hoping the man would run into no trouble anytime soon.