Heron Lake Plateau quam amoena

The woman seemed accepting of a pack so close to her own, and it put Charley's mind at ease for now. They were new, forming: if they both made their claims official then he less enemies an tension the better. So long as they didn't cross into each others land, there would be no problem, if her words were true. Charley smiled, glad they shared at least one way of thinking. They met eyes, both apparently perfectly okay with showing their own ranks in neutral grounds, unphased by the others show. 
              "We are the same: if there is no threat, there's no reason to be one ourselves. Form alliances where we can. "