Stavanger Bay And in the morning sun

Umbra would not fight for the land, as pretty as it was, she was not strong enough to try and fight over it, nor' did she want to. There was nothing specifically tying her for this piece that she would want so, only Dragoncrest Cliff gave such a feeling, but it was something the kraken would have to wait for another day.

"Ironclaw would sound stronger," she mused with a smirk, toward his name of Ironclan.

However, he proposed for her to help with the possibility. Umbra wouldn't be opposed, however, she was striving for not a lowly rank, and did not enjoy being ordered around. She found no reason to join the Packs that was scented for these reasons, as the seafang was not someone to easily bend for anothers well. She thought, with a devilish smile.

"If granted a high-title, I prefer the name of a Sealord, but I wonder what you would propose with the offer." Her words were simple; 'give high rank, then i'll join.' The kraken also thought she would have to find Sunhawk later, to drag him into the mess that was to become Ironclan, if she was accepted.