"I have been rebuilding my pack. I am not sure what he thinks us meeting will do."

"He indicated that you might be facing since troubles in doing so."

"Our troubles mostly come from the losses we have suffered, and trying to find a safe place to hide. I am not sure your magic is best suited for our problem, but you know it better than I."

"Finding a safe space, not so much. Creating one..." She shrugs.

"You could build something for us? An enclosure?"

"I need something to build with, but yes."

"...give us a few days, and meet again here. What would you like in return?"

"A future favor. Nothing unduly arduous or dangerous."

"Thank you. We appreciate your help."

"It is my pleasure."

"Thanks. We're glad you were willing to help us. Should I walk you out?"

"If you like."

He leads her to the door.

"So that was Satomi. Our alpha. She can still hear this, since she's a werewolf. What did you think?" 

"She seems... focused."

Nod.

"Thanks for coming by. We'll be in touch."

"I look forward to it."

And then back to the clinic?

"I suppose they wanted me along as a nod to tradition. You didn't really need me." 

"What is the tradition in question?"

"Meetings between packs and those outside them traditionally use a Druid emissary. I'm currently...unattached."

"Hm. Was it the werewolves who came up with that idea, or the druids?"

"Unclear. Druids existed before werewolves, so possibly druids."

"That would make sense. ...What happened to your last pack?"

"They died. Nearly all of them. There was a fire. It's not even an uncommon story. Most packs, if they die en masse like that, it's from arson or poisoning."

"Hunters?"

"Yes. Some of them prefer guns and knives, but most prefer effectiveness."