Greatwater Lake drive it like you stole it

Rainier nodded along in agreement with her own conclusions. He knew Koontz to be a sort of quiet, thoughtful type which, in his opinion, fit the bill for a subleader. Not that he was assuming anything about Ariston; he didn't even know the guy. But if he saw potential in Koontz, then that had to say a lot about this fellow. Carolina, however, doubted this, but kept her thoughts to herself until she could express them in private. She smiled back, but Rainier could sense her unease.

The offer wasn't unwarranted; he half expected it, in truth. A young pack could use young bodies but, more importantly, trustworthy bodies. And he had to admit: the thought was extremely tempting. They were so far removed from the Basin now that he had little to worry about being found out. But he knew better than to speak for Carolina. They would have to discuss it first.

The gray boy lowered his head, reached forward and touched his nose with Koontz once again, this time out of mutual respect and gratitude. "We will come visit. I'm not sure what our plans are yet, but you'll be the first to know." He promised with a smile. "Tell me about Ariston. He a young dude like us?" He said, before Carolina could even think of interrogating Koontz about Dragonwatchers.