Hideaway Strath Save me

He licked his lips.
Yes, this was good.
She had a good eye for what needed to be done and where danger may lurk.
Dove would bless this place so it seemed, he liked that.
It was good to have the Shaman onside. They needed her.

"You'll be Harbinger before long Nyra."
Hopefully sooner rather than later, he wanted to see it happen. His pack grow and develop. Flesh out with power and confidence.

"You know we have lost many since forming. I'm glad you've stayed faithful to us. But we need more like you here. Try and recruit as many more wolves as possible, and if not." he paused. Choosing his next instruction carefully. "Kill them. You have the power to instruct other members to do so, and if they refuse, Donovan and I will take care of them."

A kind smile that was too warm for his cold words.
The Saint's weren't founded on a homely doorstep. They only kissed ass to prevent war with low numbers and to keep Ursus. But that didn't matter now.
"I will inspect the mountains with Donovan, and we will all ensure the safety of the pack, yes?"
He wanted further confirmation of her loyalty. It was something that needed to be proven to keep from slipping away.