Tic for tak

He snorted, amused at her assessment. He wasn’t certain how lucky she could consider herself. If she had entered before Zee’s punishment to the Titan, he would have punished her transgression of trespassing with a kidnaping, and given her to Zee or Io as a bow-wrapped gift. The kinder approach was his attempt to stay on his wife's good side, and when he actually allowed himself to care, the Titan could be marginally less of a bastard.
She didn’t know it yet, but the pack she had stumbled upon didn’t usually consider themselves of gentle temperament.

Once again his head swivelled to look at the smaller wolf, one eyebrow raised as he appraised her. “Other packs might kidnap you, some might chase you away. Trespassing is considered a pretty big crime to a lot of packs. You seem surprised that any would go to such an extreme” he commented.

“A few Ashen wolves went missing after the eruption. Dead, I assume, but then we believed that of Hannibal and he came back to us.” Now, how could his budding pack make use of this fresh meat? She was small, and well he still considered manual labor a possibility, he would rather find out if she had any cunning point of views that would benefit his pack. “Would you come with me to our ash-ridden lands and put your eyes to a few of my projects? I’m always looking for another opinion on what could better the pack” he explained.