Ravensblood Forest i hear it beckoning

Banrion seemed satisfied with the brother's answers, for she began to welcome them with a speech. She spoke of Ceannasach's task, to which Conan nodded in understanding. He wasn't excited to do such a task, but he knew it to be necessary. The greyscale beauty stepped forwards and walked past Declan, rubbing her scent onto him then past Conan to do the same. He didn't mind that, not at all. She went back to where she stood in front of them, now in a more neutral and relaxed position.

She spoke of misfortune, and Conan knitted his brows at that. He didn't like learning that the pack he was joining was a bit of a failure, and from what he heard he wasn't too impressed with Arturo's leadership thus far. He could tell that Declan really disapproved, by the expression on his brother's face. He glanced at Declan as Banrion spoke, silently hoping that he wouldn't speak on what he undoubtedly was thinking, but when the Banrion asked if they'd any questions, Declan didn't hesitate to ask. If not for the slight politeness of his tone, Conan would've mistaken it for rudeness.

Conan thought about correcting Declan, though honestly he had the same question, so instead he turned back to the woman and awaited her answer. Then he added, I'm not sure we caught your name either. He said with a smile, his grey blue tail swaying behind him.