Northstar Vale -- wretched, wretched leviathan

Mattias Kersey. There was something strong about these two names together, something that only added to the power that the other exuded. 

As Titmouse arrived on the scene, Rannoch turned towards the Vale's youngest member. It had been long since the Alpha had seen the Omicron, as crossing paths with the yellow-eyed boy had been rare, and Rannoch was surprised how much he had grown since they had last talked. A fine young man had blossomed before their very eyes, growing out of the lankiness of his adolescence into a wolf that much more resembled an adult than a child. Despite his amazement, Rannoch's attention did not settle on Titmouse for long. 

Instead, he turned quickly back to the stranger as a name was spoken and for a moment, Rannoch shot Mattias with a look of confusion. "None of my members have the name Brianne," he replied. But as Mattias elaborated, his description seemed to describe somebody that Rannoch had grown quite fond of: Seabreeze. "Though, we have someone here who goes by Seabreeze and fits your description." He had no reason not to trust this stranger, but, Rannoch wanted to be careful and protect his family. "Titmouse and I can call for her, explaining what's going on," he offered, sparing a glance to the aspiring guardian that flanked him. "And we will see if she comes or not.".