Whitefish River Merlot

"I am unfamiliar what is 'traditional,' but we have our Count, Ira, and her two within the council of wolves. Then the rest, such as I, who are skilled in what we are valued in." Even before losing memories, 'traditional' was a vague statement to the wolf who once belonged to a fairy clan. They had the Queen and her fairies, otherwise she did not know what was 'normally' used. 

"Though pretty sure we aren't a cult." Orlaith laughed at the thought of 'religion' being ingrained into this pack. She saw them as being more cultists if the core-region of such a pack was spurned by the religious antics. Surely she wouldn't have stayed if so, and no one tried to do a lecture on Gods or Spirits.

"What packs have you seen?" She asked curiously.