Dragoncrest Cliffs The Place of her Dreams

Sounds good to me!

Quennell was a natural guardian. He had ferocity in his blood, and devotion came to him naturally as well, having been raised by a pack of family who all believed in him. Chacal had faith in this generation of young, and believed that they would form an important part of the pack for many years yet to come. It was important to her that the foundation of the pack be strong, and that the children were well raised. They would be the future of the pack one day, and they would carry with them all of the knowledge that they were left with. 

"I be glad to 'ear dat you are loyal to de pack,
an am grateful dat we all 'ave you, to guard our back. 
I t'ink maybe, you an' I ought to 'ave a chat,
I would like to know what your goals be, if you would 'ave dat?" She asked. 

Perhaps if he told her some of his intentions, they could find the best wolves to train him and help him hone his skills. She assumed he would continue to make an excellent mercenary, but it would be up to him how he chose to specialize. 

"Come. Let us go, an' feast from de whale.
We can talk an' eat until our bellies are full." She suggested.