Hideaway Strath All the things that we might've done wrong

He doesn't disappoint. He never has, really.
Thus when her co-lead climbs the rise to her whelping den, Nyra is quick to the point.

"We've been growing in numbers lately. Therefore, I'd like to propose I found a sister pack to the Saints. Lead by myself, of course. This would also in the end leave room for your wife to take my place as your Overseer if she wanted, without either of us getting bloody." She chuckles lightly.

"Once numbers are collected, I'm thinking this sister clan would make its home within a days travel of the Strath." 

Here, she quieted, ears perked to receive her dear friend's opinion on the matter.