Lost Creek Hollow for the line in my life

his ears pricked as laurel began to speak. her sweet gaze had little affect on terance, who had grown tired of manipulation and games. he read others easily now, and a mask simply wouldn't work here. not with terance. not anymore. he noted her gaze with a narrowed gaze of his own, his ears pushed forwards. he nodded once, and then looked to indra, at whom his gaze softened. a family. he wondered why the valley hadn't provided them with that. especially since they themselves were family. 

"we have room among our ranks," he said to the redhead. he added with a soft dip of his nose, "for family." his forest gaze scanned the wolves around him, landing on laurel, analyzing. "who is with you?" he directed this question at the liver-coated female.