This wolf is currently on a pair bond cool down for 13 rollovers! He can't form a new pair bond until then! This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
The black wolf crouched in a small den, shielding his injured leg. He kept his nose pointed towards the den's entrance, trying to make sure nobody approached to hurt him.
"Merrill? It's Gula. Can I come in?" A female voice whispered gently from outside the den.
Merrill lifted his lip in frustration. He'd gone from a loner to a co-dependent disappointment in one day.
"What's stopping you?" He grumbled.
The shepherd-like wolf poked her head into the den, surveying his injury. A warning growl scared her gaze away. "Fae is wondering how you're doing with that leg."
The black wolf snorted. "Yeah! Doin' just peachy."
Gula sighed. "Merrill, look at me." The injured wolf did as he was told. "You're not going to survive in this world with an attitude like that. You've been alone for what… four moons? You need a pack!"
"But-"
"No buts! Wolves don't live alone. When they do, they don't live long." She took a deep breath, taking an anxious look outside. "Look, you may not want a place here, but I'd like you to try. It's just me and Fae, anyways."
Merrill growled at the pack leader. "Leave me alone."
Gula scowled. "Fine!" Her gaze softened. "The offer stands. There IS a place for you here, I promise."
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