Lone Star Mountain Shadows

"I am no peddler," he chuckled lowly. "And I do nothing carelessly, so I cannot sell you myself, or an idea with a mere curling tongue. I would have to show you, Onai, and present to you a life that is more worth living than it was previously." Warbone couldn't form the words to describe his new pack vision— where no one did anything alone, and a greater pack mentality was to be bred and fostered from the moment one became a part of them. Onai seemed intensely independent as well, which made the wolf less inclined to offer him information that might seem like he might be restricted.  "It will be a life where your brother is not the only one worth serving."