Broken Antler Fen Indigo

It didn't seem likely that either of his girls would turn up here one day, though stranger things had happened. It was kind of miraculous that he'd stumbled across this place. For a second, he remembered that he'd meant to check out the other pack he'd smelled, further north. Oh well, he was stuck here now and happy about it.

He laughed a little at Wraen's question, taking a moment to consider it. He had always lived day to day, never really planning for the future. So that was a brand new opportunity, one he didn't want to take lightly. "Let me think about it and get back to you. There's so many possibilities," he replied warmly, eyes twinkling a little.

He could think of one thing right off the bat, which was the idea of courting Wraen. But it was far too soon to broach that subject. Just because she had both beauty and brains didn't mean they should jump into a romance, especially not so soon after Tambourine had disentangled himself from Larkspur. He would much rather they nurture a friendship first, see where things went naturally over time, plenty of time...