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Kaertok nodded, indicating that he both understood and agreed with her bit about wanting her slice of the world. He had so often been a background character, a second-hand-man. The Tartok wolf certainly wasn't opposed to continuing to live his life that way, but if an opportunity like this presented itself, it was too hard to pass up. So long as they had the support (or could muster it before the children were born), Kaertok was in.

Arbiter listed out the packs she was aware of, and Kaertok listened. None were packs that he knew outside of Whitebark Stream which was just a hop, skip, and jump away. He knew very little about them, but perhaps getting to know them better would be beneficial at this point. When she asked about his scouting, Kaertok shook his head. Nothing especially fruitful, sans the locating of Raleska. There's a chance we could stay with Rusalka, where Raleska is, should it come to that. Despite whatever fallout they'd had, Kaertok trusted that pack more than any other in the area. He trusted Rusalka at least as much as Legion, if not more.