Hideaway Strath Excuse me... Have you seen my sanity? I think I lost it

Vein was surprised by the acceptance, his past experiences once he explained himself were of wide variety ranging from fear and disgust to disdain and rarely if not ever before… acceptance.  He held his surprise close to his chest, But lowered his head and far as he could, without dislodging his burdens, in a respectful bow. “And hunt we shall” He intoned in return. He knew he was far to lazy to hunt if he could find a way out of it, but they didn't need to know that, besides his skills were far more useful elsewhere, and He ...would... hunt if he were pressed.

He stood and offered them a smile. “Is there a good and safe dry place I could place my caches of herbs? Though I might not leave them long, they have proven useful thus far.” This was a thinly veiled attempt at getting a feel for the pack lands so he didn’t have to blunder around like a blind vole.