"WOOF!"
Hearing his name, Cook barked at Vine, looking at the wolf in confusion.
The scent on the medal told him that Kaper and this pack of wolves belonged to the same clan. That meant he should belong to this clan too, and they would accept him.
It wasn't common for a Mixed Breed to be accepted by a clan, so this was something to be happy about.
He used to have a clan of his own, but he was driven out after coming of age due to his degeneration.
He had wandered for some time before Kaper found him.
Cook's memories of the past were fuzzy, but the feeling of being ostracized by his clan during his degeneration and then exiled upon adulthood was still branded on his heart.
Whenever he encountered anything related to it, that awful feeling would resurface, making him deeply uncomfortable and instinctively recoil.
'Why would Kaper want me to join another clan?'
'Where did he go? Does he not want me anymore?'
