I'm Going Viral

He listened with interest as she spoke about her mother telling them about his Grandmother, and the coming to this continent. His head bowed in response to her condolences. “Thank you. We miss them, but none can stay forever.”

A smile pulled at his lips at her remark, and he was glad that Celestial sounded that similar; it had been his mother’s hope when she’d planned and created the pack. It was her question that widened the smile on his face, and he responded easily, “We have use for any adults trained enough that they can pass on their knowledge. We have more Yearlings and pups than we do trained adults, and no high ranking wolves except myself, at the moment.” His voice sobered as he added, “We’ve experienced several deaths lately; my mother, then my father, and my cousin’s mate’s brother.”

He smiled at Gwenevere, beating aside the sorrow. “So if you don’t mind teaching a lot of young children, I’ll be happy to see what you can give. You can join now as a Unit to see if you’ll enjoy it here for sure, and work up into a rank, or you could spar with me here and now so I can test your skills.” He cocked his head, waiting for her response with a smile that said he would be pleased with either one.