Hearing Darion's put Dan a little at ease. He trotted up to the newcomer and sniffed tentatively at her leg, committing the newest pack member to memory. He trusted Darion's judgment, but he knew to keep wary. His father had used some dirty tricks to draw him out of hiding. Perhaps the years of running had made him cynical, but it also kept him alive.<br/><br/>He winced at Micky's comment, knowing it would get a rise out of Rem. He looked up apologetically at Anrista. It was a quick introduction to the pack's usual bickering, and Dan supposed that she would have to soon get used to it if she was joining the pack. He dropped the hare and pushed it towards Anrista in offering before trotting back around the house to reclaim his clothes.