Blackfeather Woods kiss ass.

That can be arranged, Emèlie assured him, I'm always up for some friendly sparring. Just how good are ya then? Emma didn't exactly look like the most benevolent of creatures, so any wolf willing to take her on must've had serious skill or some pretty big cojones. Or, if you want, my kid could use some work too. He's in your age group, so maybe you'd prefer to take him on. His name's Lennox. 
In Emma's eyes, Lennox had fallen to waste. He'd had the most potential of him and his brother and no matter how much Emma adored Remy, she'd always had big plans for her eldest. To see that he'd let himself go like this -- no skills, no mate -- disgusted her immeasurably.