Kindred spirits

Tamsyn grinned with pride when Kane complimented Gwynevere's skills as a medic, nodding in agreement. "She is. She's always been extremely bright." All of her children were intelligent, kind wolves, but Gwynevere had really gotten the lion's share when it came to both of those things. She had Gwynevere to thank for her own life as well and she just wished that her daughter understood how invaluable she was to them. Of course, she was just as proud of all of her children because that's just how she was as a mother. She truly felt like she had gotten incredibly lucky with all of her pups.

"A pleasure to meet you as well, Kane," she said in return when he confirmed his name. She settled down onto her haunches as he went on to mention the debt he owed them for his life. She hadn't meant to come bother him for more than a moment, but she was also just as happy to sit and have a conversation with their guest. She certainly wasn't going to be sleeping well since she hadn't in ages so this felt like a far better use for her time than laying in bed, staring at a wall. She gave him a shake of her head as she replied, "No debt needed. You saved my daughter's life and that is by far enough. Besides, that's just what The Hallows was founded on. Offering help and sanctuary to those who need it." She remembered being surprised when Resin told her the premise of the pack that she had dreamed of considering her late mate's warrior past, but had been equally as touched and taken by the idea.

"What's your story, Kane?" she asked curiously, "Are you from around this area?"

Tamsyn Carpathius