Redhawk Caldera There's lessons you learn

A pause sent Rowan's heart into his throat.
Was he about to be accepted? He could almost see the thoughts in this man's head through his eyes.
The possibility of just staying away from the pack.
Of not returning.

Of course, he was denied. But it was ok, he was received well enough.
"Of course," he replied with a bright smile. He couldn't have left Rusalka on a whim.
And Collision wouldn't leave his Empire on one.
"But my invitation is always open," a good point to make. He wanted to accept all he could.
He didn't know of the turmoil in the Empire, and may never will.

"Where will you go now?"
Perhaps back to report a new pack forming in the valley. Perhaps it had been long enough away.
Or was he to keep going?