Stone Circle Bobcaygeon

As he waited for a reply the elder let his eyes slide up to the ebony wolf's face. To his surprise he saw her frown slightly before looking down at her paws. Greyback couldn't help but feel as if he had upset her, and intentionally and rather quickly offered an apology. "My apologies, I did not mean to be so brash," he spoke, taking note of her quiet tone.

"It is alright if you don't. I wasn't always a religious man—But it seems we share some similarities of belief, yes?" He questioned. "I was a pacifist once, sworn under oath till I came here." He chuckled. It had seemed like a lifetime had passed since he showed up on the snowy borders of the hollow, ragged and tired from a long journey.

"I found that such a lifestyle was hard to maintain when I had something worth protecting." He smiled. The elder wouldn't dare let anyone touch his family or pack without getting through him. So much had happened; Leta, Valette, Blondine Indra. He hadn't been there to save them all, and in a way it had scared his heart. He couldn't imagine what may have come if he held onto upholding his old beliefs. "Do you have something worth protecting, Miss Oryx?"