Home On The Range

She was quick to let him know the pack's name, which he had already heard of but at least she confirmed it. And what they did. She was willing to welcome him into their haven, and even though they slaughtered other animals, he supposed he was okay with that. They were wolves, after all. They weren't on a strict vegetarian diet like his kind was. "I think I can handle it. When I first came to these lands, the very pack that used to live where your pack does now had livestock. Fireside, I think it was. Bought me at a slave auction, but eventually worked my way to freedom." Not something he was proud of in his life, but it was something he had been past for years now. "I'm aware of what your kind eats. And that it's necessary for your survival just as much as the grasses are for mine." While he wasn't keen on the idea, he wasn't going to shove his ideals and way of life down their throats when they were two completely different species who needed two completely different things to survive.