Two Rivers Isle But you can't blame me for trying

His surprise was expected, but Ven didn't want to linger on it. It didn't have to be weird. So she only cocked her head slightly and listened attentively to Ulrich's explanation. A simple pack, then. Nothing fancy, no religion or customs to abide, just wolves banding together under a contract of loyalty. She was not one of them, but she knew she could do this as well as any wolf.

Yes, thank you, Ven smiled back and felt more at ease. I can hunt and fight well enough, but I was trained as a therapist. I help people solve problems that we're usually left to deal with ourselves. If you consider that an acceptable job within your pack, I can meet your requirements. Some wolves had never heard of therapy; others scorned it. And while she hoped Ulrich fell into neither of these categories, she knew not to count on it.