Turmoil? The idea did make him a little queasy. But he reasoned with himself for once: there was never going to be a "perfect" pack, and it was silly of him to think there would be for so long. It was tgime to compromise: safety versus family troubles? At least he would have a family of sorts. "If y-your mom's anything like you, I bet she'll be a g-great leader," Adrieal told her, smile growing more steady. "C-Can I see the packlands now, if y-you don't mind?" Excitement, anxiety, happiness, it was leaking into his tone into a strange mixture that hiked his voice up. The sooner he got to know them all, the sooner he could be of some use to the pack he would soon be indebted to.
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