Bo listened to Marissa's words, unsure of what to say back. On one hand, it was a bit suspicious to suddenly find a group of so-called-friendly wolves all in one day after months of isolation. They could be just like his old pack, ready to kill the weak in order to survive. And Bo was definitely weak.

[i]I'm weak.[/i] The young male thought to himself. [i]I probably can't survive much longer on my own.[/i]

Hesitantly, Bo padded up to the small group. He still felt a bit scared of the larger male, demeanor oddly similar to the alpha wolves of his last pack right before they had pounced on him. 

"What are all of your names? I'm Bo, by the way..." He had set down the hare, nudging it towards them. "And please, keep that, and eat it if you wish."