You saved my life, yesterday. You saved me from a death in a cage. I think that I had been alone so long, I had forgotten what it meant to have a friend. He stopped chewing his bone and looked up at me in mild amusement. A friend? Too small a word for it, brother. And in the wrong direction. So do not look at me like that. I will be to you what you are to me. Bond brother, and pack. But I am not all you will ever need.
