tremendous dynamite

Jack smirked ever so slightly. He'd seen three wars, none lasted too long. Two of the wars were while he was in the flock of Hellhound's Tomb, while the other had begun a little before he joined Sunset Peak, though he was there for its end. "Yes. Sometimes with other crows, sometimes with ravens." He told Caiaphas. At her word of an informant, his head tilted in curiosity and interest. "Oh, an informant? What for?" He asked the shadow headed alpha, his dark eyes ready for an offer.