Blackfoot Forest "But it is," returned she;

More men arrived, making the socially awkward male a little nervous. He had no idea so many would join the conversation, otherwise he would've turned around immediately. He didn't like meeting so many new wolves in an instant, he preferred it to be one by one. But alas, the world didn't agree with him. He ignored the men that were now grouped around the alpha and him, but found it proper to say his name. The name's Gotham. He said, a cold voice filling the air.

After that was done, the eyes of their alpha landed upon him as he spoke. Oh dear, did he really have to speak up? Well, better late than never. I'm still looking for a little place to call my own, a den if you will. But that aside, I feel like I'm enjoying it here so far. He summarized shortly. The words he had spoken weren't a lie though, he really liked it here. Any place was better than just wandering around, hungry and broken.