The Sunspire As close as strangers

He nodded, seeing her point. No argument there, he said with a side grin. While he wasn't much on history, he could understand why parts of it were important.

His ears swiveled as she spoke about their enemies. He agreed this was certainly something he needed to go. As a warrior, as a guardian, it was important to know who was able to be trusted and who wasn't. As he listened, he was brought back to his former pack. What she was saying about Blackfeather reminded him of them. It was an instant dislike of them, and he needed no more encourage than that to make sure that they didn't come near here. Noted, he said. Have they attempted anything since then? he asked, wondering if they might try to attack again.

Moonspear, it seemed, were sour because some of their pack mates decided to branch off to make a pack of their own. If they had been on good terms before then, he was a little confused on their decision to break away. It's interesting they didn't choose to have an ally in this pack, he mused. Knowing who leads it, knowing they came from them, I thought it'd be almost expected that you wouldn't be enemies. He silently wondered if that was all there was to the break. Was there something underlying that Wraen wasn't telling him? He wouldn't disrespect her by asking such a question, but it would be in the back of his mind.