Neverwinter Forest And they welcome everyone to stay

Five? Five isn't much bigger than his own little group, really. He pauses a moment, thinking. He even forgets to be suspicious for a few beats. I didn't know a pack could be so small. My dad led a pack with a lot more wolves than five. The idea of joining this pack is sounding better by the moment; less wolves means less potential assholes, and more potential to make a place for himself and his friends. And Mal doesn't seem to care if they keep searching, from what he'd said — it sounds like a good deal so far.
I have two friends, Phillip and Firestorm — I bet they'd come here too if I did, and that'd be eight, more like a proper pack. But — His suspicions come back then, of course. I don't like being ordered around. I'll do what you ask, if you're a fair leader, but how do I know you are? And what about my friends? They listen to me, and I have to keep them safe. For the most part, anyway.