Approachable

The Warlord offered her a soft smile. “You're not in the way, Wren.” He promised her. “Any help is good for the pack” He said with a wry chuckle. He was always happy when the wolves of the pack showed the initiative to contribute. “It would be good for small creatures, if you want to have a go lashing some sticks together?” he suggested. Perhaps she could work on that while he worked on the other trap. Then they could experiment with what they had.

He looked the trap over in his paws a couple more times, considering what he could do to support the part of the trap that closed about an animals neck.


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