Whitefish River From Fiji to Tyree and the Isles of Ebony

Those pack names were only vaguely familiar to him. It sounded like Void had only just transitioned to leading his own pack very recently. Atreus’s tail swayed as he absorbed this information. He had always loved gathering knowledge about other packs in the area. His prior leaders would’ve loved the intel, though he somehow doubted the Brecheliant leadership cared much.

Reminds me of Mereo, Atreus commented when Void emphasized battles and hunts. How many wolves live there? Do you have barracks? he questioned, content to collect information just to satisfy his own curiosity.