Phantom Hollow Call him Judas if you want, but he did it for reasons much older than silver

Pallas listened her epression neutral as the female mentioned a friend: it was useful, this information, for Pallas was on a quest to know of every single pack within the region. So far she had identified a few, and had been told of many beyond the scope of her vision. With a dip of her muzzle in appreciation she bid her farewell, though she paused when she heard the inflection in the other wolf's tone. "Pallas Stormthorn." She proffered: she had no real reason to lie. "The information you have given me has been very helpful. For that, feel free to call upon me any time you may need my assistance." She could not promise she would be within hearing range, though if she was, she was certainly willing to oblige.