north sea storm

Julooke began to get a little nervous. If this meeting did not go well, she was sure Ragnar would push for an all out war. As a non-confrontational wolf, that was the last thing she wanted. Verrine looked at her, giving her a reassuring smile. She smiled back, trying to casually move a little closer to him. A wolf appeared on the shore of the island, but Julooke wondered if she was a high-ranking member of the pack. Ragnar needed someone with some type of leadership to speak with. Otherwise, this meeting was almost pointless. They needed to rectify this situation, not play games of running between wolves and packs, passing messages. Julooke herself stayed quite, knowing there was nothing at this point she could do to help.