Gyrfalcon's Keep Path of old canoe

"I know you will." Solveig said with a smile. She stretched slightly, and felt the children within her shift a bit. They had been a surprisingly quiet litter, and her pregnancy had cost her very little in terms of trouble. She weathered the symptoms well thus far. 

"I am thinking there will be some changes," She said. "I think we should continue to have our faith- but perhaps we do not need the same rank structure we have had for many years. This pack is peaceful...We do not currently need an army of shield-maidens," She said. When she'd gone out looking for potential packmates, she had kept guardians and warriors mostly at the forefront of her design for what the pack needed- and perhaps they did need more guardians, but they also needed more skilled wolves of all kinds. "We will create a home where all can live," She said. "So long as they abide by our virtues, and will take care of one another."

“Change is a good thing, and faith is very important for all of us to remain connected.” Gyr had learned from her time here that this packs faith was its rock, it’s cornerstone one might say. She has learned of this faith the pack follows, and she has felt at peace knowing that there were higher beings watching over her. These spirits would help her and guide her on her journey to bring more wolves to this haven. 

“I will find these wolves, keeping what you have taught and told me in mind.” “Now if it pleases you, may I head back to my den site and prepare for the journey ahead?”