Whitefish River One Way or Another

His eyes widened as yet another pregnant shewolf approached him. 
recognizing her status he dipped his head and smiled. 
"My name is Memory, Miss. I was hoping to Join your pack...it's absolutely beautiful and I find myself in need of a home. I also have some concerns about the safety of Renian Empire." 
He kept his head turned slightly, trying to hide the worst of his scars. At this point he was beginning to wonder if he would never find a home again because of them.