Dawnlark Plains An extra hour in the ball pit

The wolf's ears perked with delight, one step closer to his— their— sanctuary. He hadn't had only just met their new member but had a good feeling from her, which seemed to be occurring more often then usual. By this time, he wouldn't have a doubt in his mind of his pack failing, just like all the other times, but he felt even more supported with someone more put together than his past companions, such as Arabella who was practically just like him, and that did not work well. But the opposites didn't just coexistent but cooperated together, gaining benefits from each other. At least he hoped he was doing his own part. He had yet to know her name, yet he was introduced. "May I ask who you are, it'd be rather strange not knowing my pack members names," He shot her another smile, and dipped his head forward towards her.