Chimera Fields to be hid

Kindle considered this, halting his progress in order to process the concept. His own family had always been intensely protective of their packlands. Visitors were welcome enough, but it took love and dedication to become a true and trusted member of the pack. Usually, it happened by marriage or adoption. Respect, then, felt like too trifling a matter. Respect was implicit, wasn't it?

"I'll be there with him," he assured the woman, his tail whisking at his hocks. "Out of love, if not out of respect," he allowed. But — "I'm sure that anyone else we would welcome in our home would stay for the same reason. He'll want to raise children there, after all. Who can you trust with your children other than the ones that you love?"

This was what he'd always known.

His tail whisked a little faster as he was praised.

"No, ma'am," he replied, "We don't do much with medicines, where I'm from. But we do plenty of digging." He did not say that he likely had sharper eyes than she did, young as he was. "Where you come from?" he asked her, curiously. "Did you study with a master?"