Bearclaw Valley everything is never as it seems

The earlier amusement was quickly forgotten when she mentioned something about a guy named Wardruna and being one of his wives. Laurel didn't entertain thoughts of getting one mate at all, let alone multiple, and let very far alone being one of multiple. What sort of idiot would do such a thing? This wolf, apparently.

Laurel quirked an eyebrow as she stopped in her tracks and eyed the girl up, almost looking as if she was checking if nothing was wrong with her. Finding nothing, she deduced it had to be a mental sort of deficit. "You were 'brought' as one of a dude's multiple mates? What the fuck is wrong with you? Why would you want to share a dude — scratch that, why would you even want to be with a dude who wants to share you? And you don't even know anyone in this pack, you just 'let him bring you'?" Laurel rolled her eyes (as if it was still necessary to further show her derision at this woman's story) and went on to wonder if this was why there were relatively many girls in Bearclaw Valley.