Sunspire Mountains Two Loners

Dante listened to his response with interest. So there were four packs in the area not counting his possible claim. That was a lot of activity for one area. This place must be just as suitable as I thought, he mused, glancing in the directions he specified and committing them to memory. He wondered what each was like and what their policies were on strangers treading their lands.

He liked this wolf alright, and the wound was proof that this wolf could stand up for those under his charge. However, Dante was choosy when it came to packs. History had taught him that careful thought was best when it came to picking those who would lead and make decisions on the way Dante lived.

"It sounds like quite the endeavor, starting a pack here, especially with so much competition in the area already. I am sure you are up to the task, though." He said in a friendly way, smiling slightly. He knew he and Helena could probably make useful additions to Jace's cause but did not want to promise anything just now. He wanted to look around some more. He wondered for a moment though about Helena. Once before he had needed to say goodbye to a traveling companion, his own sister, who had chosen to join a pack without him... he wondered if she too would request to stay.