Horizon Ridge Watch me Dancing

Thistle Cloud was entirely unsure about Bjorn, there was so many abstracts to the man that she did not know how to take him even on her best day. She supposed he could be a dangerous enemy and a powerful ally, both of which were good and bad things. Nuka was a den mother through and through. Gavriil was the epitomy of gentle giant.

thistle Cloud was not deterred by her leaders lack of opinion she knew there were some things that a leader could not or would no share with their subordinates and that was okay. It drew solid lines in the sand between the two, which was needed in a pack setting. "yes we are. Are we going to be visiting other packs soon to let them know that leadership has changed?" Thistle cloud had made the transition to a new leader easily and she did not hold onto any illusions that Akhlut was unhurt and would return. She had a feeling he was far gone perhaps even hurt somewhere.