Honeyed Pasture Rascal Hog

Rodyn was not a wolf that offended easily. And sometimes truthfully it was a matter of things being said simply going over his head. Although. His ability to ignore such things was also paramount.

A soft laugh. I hunted there before it was claimed. Weasels and deer. Grouse. I will visit and offer what knowledge I know of the prey inside.

It was the least he could do. He nodded. I will not cut large path. I will not have other packs traipsing along your borders. That would be an unkindness. Especially with the kindness given.