Horizon Ridge plantains

Cam liked everything he heard from Arturo. About the pack, about the freedom's he had. His old pack had put so much pressure on him, especially his father. Oh how he couldn't wait to prove that old bat wrong. To finally be more than what his father had told him he would always be. To forget about the scar on his shoulder, that reminded him where he came from. Teaghlaigh seemed like a good place to start. He listened to the rules, he didn't mind the cryptic and secretive ways of the pack, and he knew he could keep things under hush. He gave Arturo a smile when the male finished, a finality of sorts.

He'd thought about it, and was about certain now. The small golden brown male nodded and said, It sounds great. I'd be honored to join you guys, if you'll have me. And then all he could do was wait, a hopeful glint in his hazel and yellow eyes as he stared up at the Ceannasach.