It took him by surprise how many wolves responded to Grayson's call, his eyes blinking as he tried to hide the sudden nervousness he felt. His pack had been about this big all together, and the fact that he was sure there were more around stunned him. How large was Grayson's pack? How many were there all together? So many questions came to him but more importantly, he felt a sudden nervousness that could not be discarded.<br/><br/>He hadn't been surrounded by a pack since his own, and the sudden pain at seeing how they simply responded to Grayson's words left him a bit out of breath. No questions. No hesitation. He was their Leader and they trusted him wholeheartedly. If only Grayson realized how lucky he was to still have that bond with his followers.<br/><br/>The sight of Hannah settled him a bit and he watched as she suddenly went from the timid wolf he had first met, to having complete control.<br/><br/>He stared down at the buck with a mixture of concern and curiosity. The buck had understood Grayson, so he had to be from the area. Or at least that's what he thought. Curious, Luc asked Grayson, "He's a shifter...like us? How many of...our kind are on your territory?"<br/><br/>Luc felt a bit foolish that he had thought their kind was the only one around. Of course not. It opened a world of possibility to how many other creatures were around that were not simply human. How many did Grayson know of? How many were there actually?<br/><br/>It took him a moment to realize Hannah was there and she had slowed the bleeding on the buck. Unsure of his position, deciding it was better to retreat than to be in the middle of the mix, he began to withdraw his hand, "Maybe it's better if I head back to the cabin and wait...?"