Sun Mote Copse Keep repeating self-hating phrases

Wrapping up here. <3

Feeling as though things were more or less wrapped up, Phox nodded to Niamh when she mentioned Rusalka. Meanwhile, he was trying to plot ways in which they could become more better aligned with packs that may not like them very much (or the other way around). Phox didn't think there were many out there who had strong opinions of the Redhawks/Firebirds, but he could be wrong. The Blackfeather wolves were long gone, as far as he knew.

The Regent excused himself from the group, off to go do some hunting or equally productive thing while Alyx was surely blowing off steam in one way or another.