Sun Mote Copse He was never demanding, just understanding.

His comments were odd.  Fennec picked up on it immediately, the corners of her mouth twitching into a smile.  dey deserve appiness, as if for some reason he needed to affirm that.  There was history here.

Fennec. How do you know Njord and my sister?  She asked, more curious about who this wolf was than she had been before.  Fennec didn’t have a ton of interest for things outside of herself (admittedly) but she loved a good secret.  And past connections tended to be full of them.

Especially a pack like Sapphique.  Her own experiences with the wolves there had been mixed at best; she had a hard time picturing either of the Copse leaders fitting with them any better, but for wildly different reasons.