Silver Moraine Help me polarize

That was a word he hadn't heard before, in a language he wasn't familiar with. Or maybe it was a name. Whatever. He made a face at her question, laughing slightly. Nah, girl, it was just a hell of a war, Verx answered. She needed all the help she could get, and I was the biggest help of all. Sooo. . .now I'm here. He painted a very flattering picture of himself. A regular Picasso.

Yeah, we're gonna go to the coast eventually, where her pack is, he continued. Drageda. Dunno if you're familiar with it. He should hope she was. If they weren't known around these parts, he wasn't sure if he wanted to be a part of the group. The very sound of the word should strike trepidation into the hearts of wolves everywhere, like--Yeah, you don't fuck with Drageda.

He waited for her response, wondering if it would be the right one.