Stone Circle Sweet Sunrise

Gunnar listened closely as he continued the comfort of preening. A smile on his maw at her mention of this Male Lestan, and a small protective fire starting up. If he got too fresh with her, Gunnar may have to make a visit.

Guns wasn't entirely sure what she was asking, but he gathered that she had said something and now she was concerned for their homes, and puppies maybe. He tilted his ears forward, a furrow in his brow.

You are worried about living in two separate packs?