Lost Creek Hollow The number of places in paradise is limited.

Either way, it seemed he did the right thing.  These first meetings were always a bit of a game.  Thank you.  She bowed her head, took another step forward and paused.  Though if you wish to enjoy some of your catch, do so. She was the sort who was always keen to take the advantages of her rank, but this was likely some play on her own part to make sure that she kept the new member's favor.  Her trio of pups would quite easily polish off the rest on their own (and then some, probably).  Couldn't let the rest of the pack starve, even if it was a joke.

Regardless of his answer, she continued. Have you settled in well?  I do appreciate the fact that you've joined us.  It hadn't been the best of times of late.  Even if that sentiment was a little odd for her.  But at least strangers didn't come with the baggage that was now firmly attached to Liffey and Rannoch.  A clean break, that was all she wanted.  To turn the page and not have to worry about them lurking around, even if they may have slowly signed the death of the pack as a whole.  It wasn't fair to those who remained.