Porcupine Ridge Through hollow lands and hilly lands

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A tough poppet? Saena didn't really know what poppet meant, but it didn't sound like a bad thing, so she nodded once to affirm. She was tough, or liked to think she was. Her life had been one full of strife and conflict in one form or another. While she only remembered some of it, the effects on her were undeniably evident even still. To settle down and be free of it for a time was all she wanted nowadays, besides her daughters.

"He is," agreed Saena, with utmost confident. She didn't know Warbone well enough to know where his name came from, but she reckoned it had something to do with his grizzled appearance. He was no doubt a veteran of battle. From appearances alone, Saena could guess where the man's moniker was from. She wanted to say more on the subject, but there wasn't much that came to mind before Vixen changed topics, and what the red-haired wolf said piqued Saena's interest far more than the origin of her counterpart's name.

"It isn't the easiest crowd," she warned. The least she could do for any wolf looking to join her crew, so to speak, was let them know what they were in for. "Those who follow under me are expected to follow commands from their betters, and are welcome to give commands to their lessers. Hierarchy is important to us. We are not afraid to enforce it." Saena's troubles in the past with unruly subordinates were enough to drive her to be overly strict about it, and she doubted Warbone would let other wolves get off easy if they broke the rules or stepped out of line. "But those who keep their place will find a sanctuary and family among us. We are wolves who follow the older ways, so we are a pack forged of the closest bonds. Those who find their way into our group shall never want for companionship. We live and breathe for one another, and I am committed to the safety of my wolves. Warbone is no different."

"If that sounds like the pack for you," she continued, fixing Vixen with a curious smile, "then walk with me into the vale, and become one with us." Surely there would be tweaks and changes in her intents for the pack, what with Warbone's influence and the influence of her own wild instincts, but she sought only what she'd always sought: a solid family, wolves united, a living and breathing entity rather than just a collection of individuals.