Larksong Grotto what are we made of but hunger and rage?

Her answer was satisfactory. Immediately, he was reminded of the deal he and Saena had made with the wolves of Nova Peak to stave off southern aggression. Their deal had been largely unnecessary, as conflict never broke out, but the added security of uniting two packs was aways comforting. It allowed Reek to sleep easy then, knowing that his family and pack would be safe— he would also sleep easy now, knowing that Thuringwethil would do her part to keep Reek's wolves safe; and he, hers.

There was only one answer, he concluded. Reek nodded his head with a silent, solemn acceptance.

If it took pledging fealty to another to ensure the safety of his wolves, then so be it. Knowing that he and Tavi would remain in control of the day to day and that the pack would still be under their own control made the deal far easier to make. "I accept your conditions," he said, thus sealing the grotto's fate as an extention of Drageda. "So what now?"