Blackfoot Forest however little known the feelings or views of such a man

He reminded her somewhat of an unfailing optimist, though the fact he had an answer for her question was still good to hear. Mitanni nodded her head again understandingly and approvingly, appreciating his willingness to seek the pack's aid when it came to challenges and difficulties. That was a nice change of pace, even if it came at the price of being forced to work with someone else.

Arranged marriage. The description made her skin crawl a little--independence and making her own decisions were important to her--though she knew there were others who preferred their decisions being made for them. "Fair point," she acknowledged, her tail twitching and relaxing against her mottled hip. The novelty of the idea at the very least was sure to attract attention and interest--if the pack's future leader didn't all on his own.

How much could she get away with asking? The more she learned, the more questions arose, and they appeared to swim circles behind her deep amber eyes. "What made you want to start a pack?" Her tone was mildly curious and purposefully casual as she dared to go with a more personal inquiry. She'd learned much about what Rosings would be like--now she was interested in learning more about its leader.