Shadow Mountain CRAWLIINNGG IN MY SKIIIN

Finished, Veritas watched the man shrink back under the force of her words, before shooting her a glare that would have severely maimed her if looks could kill. Her plain truth, her value to their pack and his mate's looks were enough to drive away the male from their company, leaving the girls to talk. As if she'd need you, the woman thought, if anything, you just escalated the situation.

"There is no offence taken - if anything, it is good that you are reconsidering. See the canyons where life does not flourish, and prey do not live. Perhaps you two wolves would survive, but just barely. A pack? A pack would be dead within the first couple of months regardless of the number of hunters you have. Though, there are rare plants I'd like to get in the desert first..." Her voice trailed off to a distant musing hum, as if in deep thought about important matters when in all reality, Veritas was only contemplating what she could have.

"Perhaps Phantom Hollow would suit your personality better. Besides, it's a good deterrent to predators and other packs seeking trouble. The atmosphere of the place and all. Blackfoot Forest might also be good, if you want security. Noctisardor Bypass, should you wish to keep tabs on those who come and go - it has woodlands and mountains, perfect for a spy or a sentinel." The unspoken sentence was left hanging in the air. Don't condemn your pack to suffering because a territory looks nice.

Veritas waited patiently, slightly mollified after getting to share with the woman.