Stone Circle And our Scars Remind Us II

He tried to ignore the ambivalence from the teenager; having grown up as the only child in the pack, having younger wolves around was a novelty. Skáld was no expert in either reading or knowing how to properly guide the younger folk- not when they reached this age. 

He tried to maintain a friendly smile though tiredness reached his eyes, and the smile faltered when the kind but massive messenger came with news of an attack. Skáld did not understand what a bounty was, nor did he completely understand what Arric implied when he said that his pack would ‘dispatch’ the attacker. He felt his confidence wan as he fought to figure out what they were being advised to do. 

”We will guard,” He said with a nod, though the crease in his brow would show his concern. They were light on wolves with the brawn and fighting skill to protect against a wolf who had established themselves as being aggressive. ”Thank for news; we do appreciate knowing, from neighbours,” He said. 

Swift posed a question-and it was nice to see him interested in something. He perked his curl-framed ears to hear more from Arric.