Broken Antler Fen Now for plan A

Well this was a bit of a novelty. Jackalope was used to thinking that he was right, but he wasn't very accustomed to hearing from the mouths of others that he actually was. Needless to say, it stoked his confidence (and his ego) to know that he'd passed whatever tests it was that Wraen had had in mind for him. And he was further impressed to know that these were wolves who might not judge him too harshly if he decided to bail. Always nice to have a smoothe way out. 

And as for the pack name? Such a relief, to know that it wasn't actually called 'The Enchanted Forest.' Brecheliant, he thought, was much more tolerable. "Well thanks. I think I'll go get myself settled, now. I'll be around, if you want me for anything," He said, with a somewhat flirty swish of his shortened tail, before he would move to adventure through his new packlands, and start scoping out all these beauties Wraen had told him about.