IC Joining: Where the Heart Touches

Luka seemed more than content to simply move on.. even needlessly shirking some of the responsibility to his own shoulders, and Scimitar gave a light shake of his muzzle to ensure there was indeed nothing to forgive. He had done no wrong in the eyes of the cinnamon regal. It felt good t have the swarthy male back in his life, and as he was questioned about the pack he was in now, he felt a pang of worry grip him that perhaps.. Luka was only here to check in, rather than stay.

"Swiftcurrent Creek. We're dealing with some.. more.. tense times," he remarked, stumbling at a way to describe it without going into detail. "Will you stay? Or are you just passing through?" It was a question that was completely relevant -- Scimitar needed more wolves he could trust.. as it stood, the Creek was gaining numbers once more, but that did not mean he trusted everyone in his ranks.. a certain dark and sardonic brute stood out in his mind.