Swiftcurrent Creek dogs howling at the moon

So sorry for the wait! It occurred to me that this either has to take place the day after he joins or after the meeting. The former makes better sense, so this would take place on May 10.

He eyed her sharply and very slightly cagily as she advanced her inquiry. Razo had approved of her for getting to the main point when he’d been on the border, but the conversation now slowly spurred the suspicion that he was being put through an extended joining process in the stead of being greeted by a leader who asked a tedious number of insipid questions. While what Fox was doing now could be considered preferable, he was unused to the fact that he was being pursued, even in a very minor manner of speaking.

I haven’t found the quality anywhere else, but it’s characterised by the existence of potential, he said. He didn’t mention that potential also included his interest being held, but for the moment he wasn’t expecting anything of the sort. Jace for instance had come across as dour and drab, and although he’d initially been struck by the youth of Fox in contrast to her rank, his fascination was on the brink of ebbing. Instead, he went for the other obvious requirement of settling down with a pre-established pack over forming his own, in case he eventually found Swiftcurrent Creek to exude the appropriate level of potential. Adding to that, it would be gruesome to waste my good genes, he intoned languidly.