Two Rivers Isle Sun rays out the corner of my eye

He grinned at Malice's enthusiasm, showing him how much she cared for her pack. She was a good alpha, and all it took to show that to him was a single conversation. He smiled, glad that he had chosen Arthendal as his home despite it's newness -- that aspect somehow made it even better. He would be a part of it's early days, or rather a part of it's growth to success.

He listened to her ideas, nodding every so often to indicate he agreed. "That makes sense. Both is always a good answer," he mused, thinking aloud. She spoke of having company, which wasn't a bad thing, though he didn't exactly consider himself a social butterfly. The thought of having the whole pack in one shelter was somewhat daunting, but he'd tolerate it of course. 

"If you ever need someone to go out and look for shelters, I'd be glad to do that," he offered with a warm smile.