Momma's Bad Side

He didn’t know about their history and he didn’t ask, but there was some relief in her voice as she stated, ”As am I.” He perked an eyebrow, willing to listen if she decided to go one, but she answered his question instead. She made a quick reply, giving him little more than an affirmation before turning the question back to him and added a comment about his appearance. He managed to stifle too big of a grin, but he couldn’t help but think back to the meeting again. Their male to female ratio was off, and that had potential to cause friction.

”The only thing I might change is if there were a few more she wolves like you.” He chuckled, adding nothing but a playfulness to his voice. ”I’m slowly getting to know Ignatius and his.. your?.. customs.” He added the question with a tilt of his head. ”I like where the pack is located, the North suits me well. His goals for the pack seem honorable enough that supporting him is easy.” He told her as he finally started to catch his breath from the exertion earlier. However, his side was becoming more sore th elonger they spoke.