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Alshain smirked to himself as he heard the telltale footfall of a wolf quickly approaching. But the creature that emerged from the woodlands was anything but robust; a few injuries, some serious, were visible on the wolf. Perhaps not fresh, but still troublesome. He cocked his head the barest fraction to the right, and shifted his muzzle slightly to the left to regard the wolf with his remaining eye.

"What is a wolf without a pack? Food, shelter, company, comfort." Alshain answers deftly in his characteristically charismatic tone. "You seem in need of some rest yourself, brother." He takes a tentative step forward, careful not to favor his lame limb. "I have been a hunter since I was able to walk; I can apply this to your pack. You can also make use of the wealth of knowledge the years have instilled in my mind."