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[size=x-small]ooc: Alisha, if you would like, Ollie and Olor can either help Surra hunt or help him find and dig his den, your choice. We can either have a thread for that after this one if you're up for it, or say it happens in the background. :) [/size]

Surra watched the scene unfold attentively, showing nothing but calm focus, though internally he was a mix of emotions. The deep, instinctual part of him was angry at the invasion of his pack's territory, while at the same time the part of him that remembered what it was like to be a lone wolf was almost nervous for the two unfamiliar wolves. But his dominant personality of steady calm mediated the two. However, the suggestion the juvenile female made somehow surprised him - he had not thought of that as a possible answer. His ears perked slightly and his eyes turned to his Alpha in the moments of silence between the girl's suggestion and his response.

Ragnar returned his look with a thoughtful gaze after speaking of his culture taking slaves. “However, you, girl, are still a child. I will not take a life of freedom and choices away from you,” Surra did not expect that kind of response from the platinum alpha. Or, maybe he did - Ragnar was a father, and maybe saw his daughter in the position this other girl was in. Surra's head raised slightly as Ragnar further described the terms, his muscles finally relaxing as he walked around the edge of the pool, crossing over near the lower waterfall to the side the other three wolves were on. He doubted the pair would run at this point - the juvenile seemed too afraid of the Head Warden's wrath at this point, at least as far as the young male could guess. If he was in her position, he sure would be afraid, but no one had to know that. He waited for her response, stopping and standing a few feet away from Ragnar. If the two accepted the terms, Surra would turn his gaze to his packmate. "I could use their help, Ragnar." He would say, with a quick sideways glance at the pair.