Redsand Canyon Welcome Home

Reyson nodded his head. You're welcome. I'm sure you can catch you own, but well. It was his peace offering. A welcome to the pack. He wasn't a sentimental type of wolf really.

Reyson nodded his head at the unspoken words. It isn't new to me either, but it is different. He too would stay tight lipped about his pack life, and the things he had done, under a different banner.

Reyson smiled. I think so too. You make a fine hunter. And you will keep the ranks fed well.

He knew that wasn't her only job, but it was one of the more important ones.