Firefly Glen time well met,

Cole seemed easy enough to please. He wanted a home, a place to put down roots, the regularity of routine, security, food…All things that most packs would be able to offer, though some might come with some beliefs tied in, rituals, rites, and rules. 

Arnarkla, it seemed, wanted to know more before pledging herself. Aneline thought it was clever of her to ask. 

Shure, She willingly obliged. Family, firtht. Not jutht blood family, but chothen family. Anthuhlin an’ I grew up togethuh in a pack where the leaduh favoured her own kin ovuh all otherth. She raithed uth to think that if we worked hard an’ proved ourthelveth, that we’d mattuh…But ath thoon ath I thtepped up to lead when the pack needed me the motht, an’ rightfully won thparth to prove my thrength, she thaid I either had tuh fathe her an’ her children all at onthe or get the fuck out. She allowed that to settle in. I raithed huh kidth when she’d bailed on the pack a couple a timeth but they altho wuh raithed to worship her, tho…We left. 

A fair spar was one thing- but to stand against Avicus and her children would have spilled too much blood- and Ameline would have never forgiven herself for harming those she had considered to be family.

We’uh not doin’ that. Wuh gonna make a plathe where commitment payth off, an’ where loyalty matterth. Where you come from, doethn’t matter ath much, tho long ath you leave it behind an’ work in the life you have now. She said. We’uh jutht tryin’ to make a plathe in the world that maketh thenthe.