Northstar Vale J'etais votre idole

Able-bodied and healthy- he assumed she meant they shouldn’t take in weak or injured wolves which he thought might be in indication she lacked empathy…Pregnant women got a pass, however; odd, he thought- considering that she had come from a background where lineage seemed paramount, but poking holes in her logic wasn’t a way to earn himself a good reputation.

Hearty an’ healt’y, den, He said. He had to wonder if she was keen on building herself an army with these wolves, considering that strength seemed to be such an asset. She seemed to have made an exception for him- a fine-featured, slim creature, but wily nonetheless. Perhaps he filled the one slot she had the pity to give to him. 

He looked down at the sprig of sea lavender; it would need to be planted soon. Well; I will get settled, if it be all de same to you, an’ den familiarize myself wid your borders. He hoped, too, to acquaint himself with her still nameless son.