Permafrost Hollows half gods are worshipped in wine and flowers

There was something very exciting about learning from other packs, those that started out just yet or those that were already settled. Every pack had their own dynamics, their own structure and members and also of course their own story and background. So, the Vartija. He toyed with idea, as if the word was bouncing around on his tongue.

"So it's a pack for ambitious wolves then?" Epic questioned as Wintersbane began to describe that the rules and regulations of this pack were different. It was about fighting, about defending yourself, about strength and those who was strongest would rule. With this notion his eyes beemed at Wintersbane as he forgot all about the stenchy scent of piss but instead viewed the winter-born male as strong, a ruler and a fighter.

But there was also something he didn't quite understand just yet. "Y-you said war clan." Just how ambitious would this pack be? "Do you also go to war to expend your regions and borders?" Epic wondered out loud as he figured that not all were satisfied with the territory they just claimed, there were those who were out for more.