Warren rubbed her arm.<br/><br/>"They are just curious about you and your bloodlines. Many shifters think its important to know your line. Most think of it like prestiege. The more you know the 'better' you are." His voice showed his annoyance.<br/><br/>"I am not in a pac because I am a half breed. I am part wolf and part cat. As such I know little of my line. Most shifters dislike me because of my mixed blood. I am a cat, Tinker. But im also a wolf. Most shifters dont see it that way. Thjey would rather ignore me or kill me than know me. It seems that this pack has also changed to be more like those ways." he sighed with a sad look in his eyes.<br/><br/>"It is why I roam and was always alone before I met you. I have been in many fights in my long life. I have killed more wolves than Id like to admit. I dont kill for enjoyment Tinker. I kill for food, and to protect myself. I will kill to protect you as well." He smiled and caressed her cheek as they walked.<br/><br/>"Remember this my mate. I am yours and you are mine. Whether we stay here or move on. We will be together for as long as we live. When we actually mate..... It will allow you to share in my knowledge. It will also bring your own power and possible your own half-shift. But most important, we will always be connected. We will know where each other are, we would be able to find each other if we were ever to be separated."<br/><br/><br/>He grew quiet as they neared the main building. He rubbed small comforting circles on the back of her hand as they walked. he was deep in thought. He didnt want to stay here. This pack, while somewhat friendly, wasnt a home for him. He wouldnt be accepted here. And twice already they had made his mate uncomfortable. He bristled at that as the anger rose i n him. He could care less how they treated him. But he would not tolerate them treating his mate with disrespect.