Neverwinter Forest At the edge of the woods

It would have been easy to deny the younger male entry to their pack – Njal’s acceptance, only days before, had stemmed merely from the past the two males had together, and Scimitar had placed the trust he once had for the silver male at the forefront of his mind. Tuwawi did not grace Njal’s side – had she, it was likely Alpha would have denied them entry to the pack.
 
In truth, Tuwawi likely would have refused to even knock upon their doorstep, so the point was moot.
 
Yet he felt he was taking a larger chance at the dark wolf’s words – but he was not so quick to turn him away. There was no food here – the famine disclosed, and somehow, Faolan wished to remain and aide their family. It made little sense to the agouti wolf, given they were strangers, and yet to deny they could use all of the help they could get for the puppies of the pack was too large a gamble to deny.
 
If the dark wolf decided to put his own stomach and full needs before them every time.. Scimitar could deal with him then.
 
“Very well,” he decided, giving a nod of finality. “Rest up. But within the next day I want you and Njal to take someone else in the ranks and seek out one of the nearby creeks or rivers. We’re going to try fishing for our food,” he decided then, his bright eyes drifting back to Njal, waiting for the man’s thoughts on the matter. “There has to be a way to transport some of it back for Kaskara and Eshe?”