Nicarga looked at the girl and frowned.
"This isn't my pack, not yet. I'm a loner, my parents and pack were killed by the humens. I've taken care of myself sense. To some of the wolves i'm a trator. Everyone that works for food can get it. The humens have a price on my head along with any other mystical creature. If there is something in what i just told you that i should be happy about please tell me what." Nicarga looked at the fire and sighed, "This is the first pack to come by in years, I'd kill to be accepted by them, with out them being forced to."
