Stone Circle Nobody's even lookin' me in my eyes

Valette's eyes fell on a rather happy boy who was wagging his tail at her. The female raised her brows in surprise when he stated that dancing and singing was one of his talents. The matriarch briefly glanced at Laurel. Were they truly related? He seemed the complete opposite of Laurel, at least, what she had seen from the female. Valette cleared her throat. "I see," she spoke kindly to the young wolf. She couldn't really deny one of Laurel's youngsters, did she? Her brother had really fathered too many children. "Well, perhaps we can see if you like hunting or other trades as well," she offered. He was young, he could learn. "Welcome to Easthollow, Lucas!

So I shouldn't add him to the ranks?