Whitefish River Merlot

The more that Wraen talked of these packs the more she thought some wolves had a screw loose. However, at the same time anything that she knew was based on Kaistleoki, and even the usual greek system was something she currently did not know. The thoughts of a pack surrounding the Gods and Goddess's gave a question to the one, who wasn't sure.

Orlaith didn't even know if she believed in a God, for the thought never occurred really. Never once did she pray to one, nor' did she ever scorn and say whoever was above, wasn't real. The thoughts of such entity made her head steam a bit that she had to shake her head to brush such thoughts aside, as it grew too complicated for the simple minded female brute.

"You have a lot of experience- what's your next step?" Curiously enough, someone with so much expertise surely was wasting away by chillin' just nearby. Was there plans ahead for Wraen?