put me out of my misery

*Resin* · (This post was last modified: 12-16-2020, 03:27 PM by Resin.)

The pup insisted on walking and she would allow him to do so for as long as he was able. It showed strength and determination and she didn't mind either of those things. He was strong most likely because he had to be. Neither he nor his mother had the scent of a pack, so she imagine that they had been on their own. This thought was confirmed when Grimshaw asked what a pack was. Sparing the child a sidelong glance, Resin continued walking. "A pack is a group of wolves that live together on a large stretch of territory. They work together to feed one another and keep each other safe. A pack is generally led by one or two wolves. In this case, I lead the pack."

They neared the edge of the Hot Springs and Resin motioned the boy over the border and into the territory. "This is the border of our land." She indicated the path worn down by many paws. The scent of pack would also be strong around the border. The pair began moving again through the forested area around the springs. "I have children your age so you won't be alone." Not that it would be much consolation for the boy, but she wanted to prepare him for what would no doubt be an onslaught of questions and excitement.

"Speech"

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