He felt the nervous pang in his heart as he awaited her answer. He felt bonded to Devika in some way, and did not want to leave her alone unless that is what she desired. Yet he did not want to impose himself either. It felt so tricky. They had just met, but he knew what felt right. It was not right to leave her by herself. No one should have to go through that unless they choose it.

He noticed the change in her face when he mentioned pack. He felt his lips tug a bit to mirror hers. The teachings warned him of many different cultures and ways to live, and not everyone will be from packs nor want to be in them. He wondered if she had a bad experience in the past. Being a wordless one is not an easy task, and he was told of how others may not treat those like Devika without kindness…a thing he simply did not understand in any capacity.

He finds his molten eyes still looking at her with great hope and anticipation. He wished he duty did not tell him that he must return to them and learn their ways, at least for a few moons. But he must do what the stars cast him here to do. He feels the puff in his chest decrease a bit, but just then she gave him a nod with a sparkle in her eye.

His tail began to wag, and she rubbed herself along his side. He watched in surprise, his eyes following her as she did so. Was this her way of confirming? The mixing of scents? He took note of this, and then after she nipped his shoulder, he repeated her action unto her. He gently pressed himself against her along her side, and ended with a nip upon her shoulder.

”This one is glad we’ll keep walking the path side by side.” he said happily.”Is this the custom of welcome among your kin...the rite by which one is received?” he asks curiously, tail still waving behind him with a grin that refuses to remove from his gentle face.