Dragoncrest Cliffs good lord, what would that sound like without love.

Prince is the only pale male that comes to mind. He must not be integrating himself into Drageda and they’ve been back long enough. She shoves it away, listening as the girls explain the other. The names of a few wolves come to mind but she doesn’t speak any of them.

“No,” she tells Blixen, turning hard to stare at her. “We do not make brash decisions. They are dangerous and we have barely come back from a war. The council will handle those decisions,” she adds, reminding them that it is not their place to decide these kind of things. “I would prefer if you stayed in the territory until we sort this but if you leave, take someone with you.” They’ve always been keen on traveling in pairs, at least. More if they could afford it. Years of war built into their genes is what will keep them safe, sticking to the way they’ve always done things. “If someone else tells you they want to leave the territory, offer to go with them.”