Permafrost Hollows half gods are worshipped in wine and flowers

While Epic had met a few adventurous wolves who had decided to strike down at Teekon Wilds, marking their borders and making sure no intruders dared to enter, none of them had a name as exotic as Var-var-vartija. In his head he puzzled with the words, trying to pronnounce the name but nothing that made sense rolled off his tongue.

"Oof, that's quite an exotic name." Epic said with a light smile while trying to avoid the situation that he had to pronnounce those words. "But what does it mean?" He wondered quite out loud with an edge of curiosity to his question. And while every pack had foundations, beliefs and traditions such an exotic name also made his curiosity even more hungry to learn more of the pack that would form soon.

"What's the idea behind ..V-v-..your pack?" Epic remained quiet after that question; he had a bad habit of overloading anyone with a dozen questions but for now he waited. If this information would be kept secret then such a thing would also be answer; that this kept probably kept mostly to themselves. Either way, he was about to find out more tidbits about the Vartija.