The reason given, while a little utopian, was kind upon the ears and satisfied the alpha at last. It seemed it really was as simple as the rogue putting his innate station of medic above all else, regardless of his current social standing. While altruism was not a practice of or even encouraged by the cobalt leviathan, it was still very useful and promising to see in others. Yes, he wanted this one to be able to make his way back to them.
"That's smart," Gent acknowledged as they walked, "and rather giving of you. Putting your capacity to help others above your own security. You'd do better, though, to find a pack that'll give you the best of both worlds. The Crest could do that for you, if you ever find the need."
The offer would not expire, and he fully expected Emrys would not decide his mind then and there nor any day closely after. He seemed a wolf to deliberate carefully, and that was a charming quality. Their door would thus remain open in wait for him.
"Ah, but ahead, in this clearing? Best place to gather pineapple weed..."
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