Phantom Hollow Decrease the resolution [Malice]

Somewhat pleased that the queen didn't reply (doing so would have lead to more enraged-healer shenanigans), Veritas gave a relieved smile and kneaded the ground slightly. Shelved at the back of her mind lay the topic of Malice’s sore throat and Veritas knew now that she had to direct their conversation to what she actually wanted to say, lest they should go off on some other tangent and make the healer completely forget about what she'd had in mind. ”So, Malice, you know about my pack… And you know that once I see you well established I will leave. Still, you must have some questions and conditions.” The rhetorical question hanging in the air was clearly palpable and anyone would have been able to discern what it was. 

Name them

Wondering if her pack would be accepted by the queen, and if they'd be able to form some sort of alliance, Veritas made to place these questions forward as well. Surely, while she might not be all popular with Moonlit Hills, the alphas of both packs would be on well enough terms.