Blacktail Deer Plateau Trips and dips and daisies

when we have enough bodies, ingram begins, salmon pink tongue drawling across his scarred muzzle. i will hold a feast where the wolves of basilica will dine and get to know one another. community is important. it was part of the reason he believed that blackwater had, in the end, fallen apart. the total disconnect.

a community could thrive...but it could only thrive if the wolves apart of it were a community.

sedna? ingram inquires; this name not one of the two gods she had mentioned prior. he assumes, naturally, that her gods are many like the daedra. i am fine. he seeks to assure. i was not born to be a seawolf.