Herbalists' Cache This Land

Dante nodded along with the man's words, his brow furrowing at Donovan's name once again. Yes, He began in a stern tone that was nearly foreign to him, that's just the start of it. They've attacked others from our neighbouring packs, and our court members have gotten into several scuffles with their wolves due to encounters where they've encroached on our borders. It's... He trailed off, closing his eyes with a sigh. S'not ideal. His jaw twitched slightly with annoyance at the thought. He'd just begun to find a home, a family, and not a moon or two into it, malevolence had already found it's way to their territory. 

The young boy gave one last shake of his head before meeting the other's level gaze again. The weather is too gloomy for me to be adding any more worries to this day. Care for a stroll? I'd like to hear about what brings you a ways from home, if you're not too busy, he offered it casually, not wanting to press the fellow should he have other business to go about, but eager nonetheless to learn about the new face.