Broken Antler Fen The Cat King of Havana

"Why not?" Lele responded with a question of her own and shrugged. She really did not have anything to add - maybe it was expected for her to compliment the hosts and the excellent choice of lands, lie that Brecheliant's name was known far beyond its borders, that an unnamed former packmate had spoken of it highly, etc. - but she did not feel like lying. Or exaggerating her practical reasons of being here. Like in any job interview - the blunt honest reason, why you are there is, because you need money to survive. Everything else you say to convince others to have you is pleasant nonesense for the ears.

"I met Maia a while ago. Even if there is just one friendly face in the crowd, a pack cannot be bad," she told.