Firefly Ravine a seven nation army couldn't hold me back

In actuality there has been little drama from the outside for the Keep. It's all good and well considering how much drama had plagued the pack from the inside, but, he can't be bothered to think of all of that. Not now. Not when things are finally starting to come together and there is a light ad the end of the tunnel. He can breath a little easier, even if there are still three wolves missing. 

The number is growing smaller and smaller. His pack is getting larger and larger. Stark was curious when she said there was another pack that was giving them some trouble, but the only other pack that is nearby that he knows of is the Larksong wolves. It's ironic considering that Ryujin is even closer to him but they've left each other alone entirely. "Hopefully not too much. We've kept to ourselves through summer. It's proven to be a wise choice." Which is somewhat a lie - since they imploded. 

Stark likens them to the mystic phoenix in his head though, rising out of it's own ashes. He's always had the ego to boot, but, humility is the farthest thing from his mind.