Gyrfalcon's Keep Bones Exposed

Tonravik did not have to wonder for long if Kroc would run with Tartok here; her answer was immediate. The woman nodded, good. Tonravik was at ease, now, and having fully accepted Kroc and her commitment to Tartok, she felt there was nothing more to say there. Kroc would not have joined her so easily had things ended badly when she was with Tartok... in fact, Kroc would not be here at all. Any that became their enemy did not survive... and if they did, they were marked. Kroc had no telling signs of such a mark, and her loyalty to Tartok in that moment was expressed by her immediate willingness to join her.

It meant a lot.

The woman blinked as Kroc introduced herself, and Tonravik would give her own. "Tonravik. We have one other with us. Echelon." Echelon and Tonravik were strong wolves together, and with Kroc, even stronger. For Echelon was the quick whip and Tonravik the brute force. To have more force in their cause would never be a bad thing.