Grouse Thicket Little Bird

It was a lot of information. Moonglow, Moonspear, and Moontide. It made sense that the family had continued to grow and send their spawn out into the world to 'capture' it. That was how good kingdoms were built. Collision supposed Moonglow was the capital-of-the-kingdom and noted this away should he ever find need of the information.

Ultimately it sounded as though the kingdoms were each equally peaceful. To have so many devoted to actually helpful techniques must have paid off well. Were there no warriors? A place with no violence? Collision wondered what that was like. He had never had the pleasure.

  That wasn't to say he had lived a particularly violent life. His thoughts went back to The Empire...it had defaulted to violence within its own walls. It didn't even need outside influence to crumble. Too bad.

  He gathered what he could to help Rodyn and followed closely.

  Briefly he wondered what it was like to have taken a mate but then lose her, "I'm sorry for your loss," Assuming there were no children involved and without making the situation further he focused on the packs, "It all sounds rather spiritual," He didn't know that he could quite hold true to any particular belief. If that was the standard for them, however, and they seemed to thrive through works--then fantastic.