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Thyme nodded, that was good to know that there were packs there. He could use a home, maybe learn a new culture or religion. He always learned a lot and felt wiser. "I have, though it scared me a little at the vastness of it," he admitted honestly. His voice was confident. He knew that wasn't his thing.

"Yes! I am," he hummed. His posture was getting a little more confident now they were talking. "I'm Thyme," he introduced. "I've been traveling since I was quite young. I join packs, often wanting to learn about their customs and culture. It is quite fascinating. Then eventually I move on to learn new things," he explained to the other. "You smell like you are part of a pack," Thyme stated.