Hideaway Strath You and I will be the ones that are wearing the crowns

Kynareth watches with hardly contained interest as she begins drawing a map in the dirt. A small smile curling his lips upwards at the little drawing. He understands where she’s coming from and that’s what’s important. 

“Mm, on the contrary. I believe we’d be able to infiltrate their defenses from the inside.” He smiles deviously while cocking a brow. “We have quite a few wolves that no one would recognize as a saint, especially from all the way over by the Valley.” 

He nods to her picture. “I think we could do both. Surround the Valley and perhaps whoever has infiltrated can meet us. They could inform us when they’re most exposed and we could sneak in an ambush.” He looks to her curiously. “What do you think, darling?”