Stavanger Bay maybe they'll keep this snarling heart contained

"Hm," said Doe in response to his ramblings. She'd caught very little of it, but the timbre of his voice pleased her, and he looked strong and fit enough to learn their ways. Since first sight, the shewolf had approved of him, and this feeling had only strengthed through their short conversation.

But Doe looked to Szymon, deferring to him in this matter. She'd accepted many wolves into their ranks, but not usually with her mate present. It seemed good and proper to allow him to make the final decision.