Redtail Rise kingdom of steel

He made no reply about his home, much keener on learning more about Mulherin’s. Although they were mostly family, they occasionally welcomed newcomers. Cambria understood that he offered titles, rather than monikers, though it was still good to put names to faces.

Dragontooth isn’t my home. I don’t have one, Cambria shared in turn, then admitted, although I contemplate the merits of settling down somewhere more and more every day. I’ve survived so long on my own, it might be nice to try something different…

He wasn’t certain yet, though the rise had captured his attention. Cambria sensed he could be of use to them, though was it a good mutual fit? It still struck him as strange, how Ulfhedinn and Treow didn’t use words. And what about their penchant for misfortune?

I’m Cambria Dragonling, he offered his own introduction. I’ve never been part of a pack before. If I do swear my fealty to one, it’s not a decision I’ll make lightly. He paused, jaw shifting. If I was interested in joining your ranks, what would that entail?