Allen would watch her, conflicting feelings rising within himself. As much as he wanted company, he would remind himself to be on guard. This was, after all, a Glaciem wolf. Not every wolf was bad, yes, but it was a Glaciem wolf who was responsible for the murder of his sister. So even in Allen was being kind, under the surface he would keep up a small guard as she spoke to him. He would, at least, hope the female's words were true.
The female would lay down again before speaking. "It is true enough that some wolves from Glaciem may still be kind... and they are likely kind to each other... but, forgive me if this sounds harsh but in my eyes the pack as a whole is nothing but a lot of monsters." But Allen wouldn't get angry with her. No, he was merely speaking his mind. He would once again sit, ears facing the female.
"As a whole I honestly do not like your pack. It was one of them that murdered my sister after the war they caused with Valhalla. It is no fault of yours, however, so I find no reason to fight with you. If your words are indeed true and you are still new to the pack then it was well before your time." The brute would offer a gentle smile. "...and even in darkness there is light... and one can not merely make assumptions of an individual based on the group."
The male would dip his head. "So, all the same, I would like to say it is a pleasure meeting you, Esperanza, although..." He would trail off, forest green eyes getting a bit of a questioning look. "I can't help but wonder what brought you here. A thing of curiosity, really. I heard a while back a pack lived here... but they moved on."
"Speech", 'Thought'
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