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Tonravik's sparingly few words was enough to reveal what they had been drawn there for, and Kroc had not left them waiting for long either. And though her knowledge of who this Iqniq was happened to be limited, she saw the strengths in him as she had the others. She had her doubts, of course, but when it came down to it she had her doubts in all things. And if there had been even so much as an ounce of unworthiness in him, she knew that Tonravik would not have been standing there calmly beside him, let alone carrying his cubs.

So she nodded her agreement, opting not to have words to speak on the matter. He had done well by them and she assumed would continue to do so. And if he didn't, or if he somehow went against all that they stood for... then she knew he would meet a swift end at their jaws all the same. No wolf unworthy of the Tartok name carried it for long.