Nimbus Summit The numbers don't decide, the system is a lie

The rest of the family interjected with their own opinion, a normal thing for these wolves. Primo in particular seemed miffed that they were here, but it wasn't long before he was dozing. Cyril, as usual, had to be a pain. Giana had to admit, usually they shared the same ideals: she, however, WAS at the top. Her mates grooming, however, lulled her off into a happy daze, and not one she was willing to break in arguing with anyone. Let them hash it out themselves. The ivory queen was content to groom Giancarlo's chest, losing herself in their contact. Truly, he was the only one ready and willing to put up with her, and moreso the only one to calm her temper. Much as they clashed and got on one anothers nerves, Gian was the only man for her.