Blacktail Deer Plateau i'll take my whiskey neat

Perhaps. She sighed, and leaned against her husband. For as formidable as the pair of them might have been, their pack was little more than a family band. She would have to lie if she were to say she wasn’t disappointed- but she also knew when to accept defeat.

We should think of where it is we should go. She said. And what terms we accept for the comfort of our people. I would have all suitably ranked, regardless of their novelty, and I would wish for breeding rights, for us at least.  She said. I know there are many of the Moon packs, but…I believe they are reverent in a different way. I would want our transition to be as smoothe as possible, so our children can continue to know our ways.