Shadewood All I need is one

Now has he been disrespected by her response, he would have had no problem culling the child and burying her underneath one of the gnarled roots within the Keep. However, he words paired with her stare sent a single message-  she told the truth.

Wolves who were shamed and untrusting did not peer into the eyes of another. This girl held him fast with her stare as his own picked apart every word and syllable to find some twitch that didn’t add up. But his resolve came when he figured the advantage of her purpose, had this been it. She was meant to bring gloom to this troubling and silent Eve. And he found no harm in smiling.
So he did.

”Then you are welcome into Shadewood if that is your calling.” 

And as he he stepped forward, towering over the short fae, he rubbed a dark cheek against her own, giving her the slightest of his scent.

”Welcome home.” He stepped back to watch her further. Inwardly, Cry hopes she truly would bring some kind of happiness betwixt the few he had saved; they had all gone through hard times and needed the refreshment.