Joe chuckled and nodded. "Fair enough, Lillian." He said, smiling. His faith in the idea had been restored and he was now looking forward to it. He moved to the kitchen to finish off his sandwich and looked out of the window and into the town. Things seemed nice and calm, quiet and serene.
Joe then turned to look at the pups, he smiled watching them play. He suspected that he'd get used to this whole parenting thing, after all, it wasn't too hard. He drank another glass of milk and walked outside, knowing that Lillian was better off preparing everything herself rather than having him trying to help. Joe would just get in her way. But she was right, it was a lot of work, so he moved out to take care of other things the pack needed, such as hunting for food to store over the winter. Joe moved quickly as he hunted alone.