Duck Lake moonlight raising from the grave

She wishes she could truly sympathize when he admits he isn't sure the lifestyle suits him, but she only feels a sting of bitter envy. As much as she loves her children, there are days she wishes she still had the freedom of indecision. But it isn't this man's fault — and she sees an opportunity here, too. There's a pack near here — Swiftcurrent Creek. My mate and I are the alphas, She gestures briefly with her muzzle, glancing back to him with scrutiny in her gaze. Perhaps a place in our ranks would suit you better than wandering, if you're willing to contribute. It might be overly confident of her to offer the man a place in her home without even knowing his name, but she's fairly certain the risk is minimal — and why not take it, for the possibility of a new recruit?