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They walk down the path in unison, Europa lapsing into an easy silence. The journey didn't last long, and as they come to what appears to be the entrance to her new home, the lean she-wolf takes a moment to survey her surroundings. It was probably the nicest pack territory she'd ever spent time in, and she could easily tell that just by first glance; the other places had been shit holes, period. "And what is this place called, collectively?" She'd like to know what to say to other wolves when they asked her where she came from, because otherwise it'd just be 'some place with river, a waterfall and a little island'. Europa is intrigued when the white-pelted Beta answers her question. So Scarlett was the founder? If she'd founded a pack, Europa knew that she'd want to keep control of it at all times. But then again, she didn't have children, so how could she know what it would be like to juggle motherhood and the obligations of an Alpha. Besides, having a leader that was too soft - although Scarlett hadn't really seemed that way, merely kind-natured - was deadly to a pack. Then again, having one that was too cruel was also just as catastrophic; it was all about balance. And by the sounds of it, this Raziel guy had that balance. Perhaps him being Alpha was for the best. Either way, Europa didn't really care; as long as her new leader wasn't a tyrant, she was happy. She nods in Scarlett's direction. "It's best, as a mother, to devote as much time as you can to your children. Mine didn't, and it didn't do us any favours." Her tone is gruff, and her brow furrows as amber gaze shifts towards the maple woods. "Do you know if there are any vacant dens around, or should I find a good spot to dig one up?"