Sea Lion Shores his pulse never got above eighty-five

Sitri followed behind Lecter adding his own scent with the Shaman's intent upon making Majesty regret leaving or regret leaving without a clean break anyway. He pricked his ears forward curious at the answer to the question. He would like to know how many there were in case anything ever became violent between the two packs. He liked ot know how many he'd be fighting before he was fighting it was the simple fact of the matter as it were