The difficulties of a strong wolf

The pack had cohesion.

Renato couldn't help but stare in confusion. He had left them that same morning with tons of issues to solve, yet the pack seemed to be functioning somehow. And, most of all, without a leader?

«Hey,» he said, turning to Samantha, «what did you say happened before? You talked your way out of a fight?»

«Yes!» Samantha nodded, smiling content. It was obvious that she was turning things around.

She hadn't said words of peace. That was sure.

«So, how do you find them?»

«Who?»

«My friends,» he said. «The other guards and the wolves in the pack, in general.»

«They're nice,» she said. «I was expecting worse.»

«Like big, dark wolves with inelegant manners and impolite to the core?»

«That's how you are,» she said, nodding. «But you're not evil. Not all of you.»

«You know, the fact that our packs are enemies doesn't mean we're bad people. Especially because it's a matter between our Alphas.»