Wheeling Gull Isle you spread yourself too thin

Part of our pack? A brief, dry laugh escaped him. Guy’s barely been here for a month and all he’s done is wander around and use up our supplies. Orochi’s stare returned to the yearling, who had yet to move from the spot (and he doubted he would anytime soon. Fucking coward). Doesn’t sound like a useful pack member to me.

He looked back at Aiolos, who now stared him down with a ferocity of his own. Orochi didn’t like that at all. I am our general. His lips pulled back into a snarl. I’d like to see you try to find someone to replace me. But he wouldn’t. The dragon’s the best they had.