Golden Glade taking your time

He didn't know much about the pack before, other than the fact that they were simply there. He never had much involved with them, neither did the Malkaria itself. He said nothing to that, merely disappointed that there wasn't as much destruction as he would like. He thrived on hurt and pain, both spiritually and within his career. Bastian hmmphed, scratching his ear, watching the boy calmly. Anyone sick zhen? He asked, though it was less interesting than a battle scar, it was still work. I do, He replied. I suppose you can call me a travelink doktor,