Greatwater Lake She’s betting on science

He can see the gears turning in that insanely intelligent stare of his. Those beautiful baby blues captivate Donovan’s greedy attention. A flick of the ashen male’s auds and finally Donovan is listening to the interestingly captivating voice. His words speak curiosity to these perks Donovan mention.

He’s more than happy to entertain him. “Just the usual perks of a pack. Someone to watch your back, food, a home if desirable. Perks more known of my own pack mostly is death. We’re the judges of our own destiny. He play by our own rules, no one else’s. We don’t bother with niceties like these other weaker packs that rely on pretty words. Who aren’t strong enough to reply on their own manpower, but the ones of their allies.” He steps closer to the monochromatic wolf. “You’re free. I only ask that you fight for us and our allies and we’ll do the same for you.” 

Tilting his massive head he gazes to the other, a question ready on his tongue. “What perks are you most interested in, peaches?” Comes a curious voice, genuinely interested in the man’s point of view.