Sleepy Fox Hollow and so i enter into evidence

That was quite a statement, and Fiona had her doubts that he would hold himself to it. You say that now, she said, releasing him from her hold, but when push comes to shove, I've never seen those kinds of promises work in practice. I've got no kith or kin here, so that's not going to help me out, either. Still, perhaps he could be useful to her in some way. She observed him for a moment longer, looking him up and down. He was perhaps the most healthy and able wolf who had come to the hollow since she had arrived.

She considered calling for Anselm, but decided against it. He could call himself "leader" all he wanted, but Fiona certainly felt she had just as much authority to make these decisions for them. She could use this guy to test that theory.

You can stay, she said. Make yourself useful. Keep out intruders—like yourself—and put half of whatever you hunt back into the community stores.

My name's Fiona. What should I call you? she asked.