Blackfeather Woods Fiodh

Anselm's reservations about this wolf ebbed the more he learned. In hindsight, he may have been hasty to assign some sort of evil motive for loners. He wondered if some of them were just down on their luck, and he was about to press for the whys of Kinloch's leaving his natal pack, when the man shared it.

Perhaps wolves were just hardwired differently. Rather than wonder what was wrong with Kinloch for leaving his home to explore the world, Anselm examined himself internally and asked himself what was wrong with him?

I'd have to ask my parents, I think. A similar blush to Kinloch's rose to Anselm's face now - for what boy-slash-man still asked for mommy and daddy's permission? Anselm did - was there something wrong with him, then?

Did you see the world, then? He moved off at a slinky walk, motioning Kinloch to fall in step besides him as they meandered towards Paleo.