Sun Mote Copse Stop and stare

Fluke felt bad- not that Wildfire had made him feel bad by what she'd said, but he felt bad for those he'd left behind. He wasn't ashamed of them, but he really did hope they would change their lifestyle and stop hurting others. So to her comment, he nodded in agreement, though he shrugged at the same time. "It's not great. But they're not bad wolves," He said. "They're just...Stuck in a rut, because of the lifestyle they created. We couldn't ever stay still for long in case one of the packs they'd raided came after us." He admitted. "But someday...I hope they'll get far enough away that they'll settle down, like a real pack." He said with a faint smile and a nod. In Fluke's opinion, it was just that simple- but they'd never listened when he'd brought up the suggestion. 

She then opened the floor for him to ask about her pack, and this intrigued him. "Oh, lots!" He said with a happy laugh. "Who else lives here with you?" He asked. "I heard you calling out earlier- I'm assuming they're your packmates?" He'd heard the names earlier, but couldn't remember them now- and also didn't want to seem as though he'd been eavesdropping, either.