Stone Circle trouble me

King raised his eyebrows at this - he'd really just been guessing about the warrior thing, going off her strong physique and no-nonsense countenance. "I don't think I've ever met an actual warrior before," he admitted, clearly impressed. "How'd that come about?"

He wondered if it was more stuff he would just never understand - being raised in such a small, secluded pack had really done a number on his ability to understand other cultures. He was still trying to figure out what pure-blooded could mean, unless she meant there was no stray coyote blood in her family tree? King figured most wolves could say that pretty easily, at least as far as it matter. And he knew that there were parts of his family that kept careful track of their family trees, but it was more of a pride thing than a blood thing.