Northstar Vale we know the way

It was at this moment that the influence Rannoch had on Tryp became apparent. Rannoch had made the shy man feel useful - even skilled at times. Burke and Malice had done it occasionally, but never the way Rannoch did. With the alpha's words rushing through his mind did he listen to the young kid insulting and somehow challenging the sheep-like titan of a man. N-No one can! You n-need a group for just o-one! He reasoned with a panicky yet knowing voice. His leathery nostrils flared and his ears, for the first time in forever, perked up in confidence, knowing that what he was about to say was the truth. Bragging did not suite him well, but sometimes it was necessary to realize your worth. Rannoch finds m-me one of the b-best hunters in the pack! The words, though stuttered, came out harsher and he suddenly felt pretty shaky. And m-mice aren't stupid... He added.