he's a tramp

She was as guarded in her words as he, and he could only shake his head wryly. "I can think of no questions at the moment," he said quietly. "Perhaps when I have come to know more I may have questions. Who can know? But I am sure we will see more of one another. As for Aerie..." He stopped to gather his words carefully. "In large part Aerie is my family. We seek now to trade our skills to other packs, as mercenaries, crafters, teachers, negotiators. There is much we can offer to interested packs." He shrugged carefully - with another pack he may have been more circumspect in the use of the word "mercenary" but he doubted a pack that had played loving host to his uncle would be greatly bothered by the idea. "One need only ask, and Aerie may be willing to provide. For the right price."