The Sentinels We get what we deserve

His muzzle dipped back, his tongue smoothing some of the furs and dirt from his shoulder, though one ear cupped in the direction of her voice. He held back his amusement – the two trading careful conversation as two new pack mates would. He gave no further comment on their fighting abilities – only feeling further invigorated to seek out his old mentor, Dante, and learn more from him.
 
“I’m going to do a quick patrol – want to join me?” Perhaps the two could get to know one another a bit better as the day went on, but he also wouldn’t fault her if she chose to pass on his invitation.