Boartusk Heights fear cuts deeper than swords

It was rather unfortunate that Nyra would bring up her history regarding the cult and then proceed to say that she wished not to dwell on it. Jupiter was immediately intrigued by the premise of what her past might have looked like and what she had experienced, but she knew it would have been rude to ask following the pale warrior’s comment. The positive in her message was that she did not carry any real difficult standards with her. She wanted only those who would devote themselves to the pack and give themselves to protect it. Many others sought the same thing in their members, so Jupiter couldn’t see how Nyra would struggle when that time came.
 
“Well, that’s alright. I don’t think you’ll have a hard time finding loyal wolves as long as you give them something worth being loyal to, you know? It’s fair to ask someone to lay down their life, provided you give them a good reason to be risking it in the first place,” Jupiter let slip with a sly smile. She was certain that the pale warrior knew well enough, most wolves would not fight for nothing. Some were capable of weaving words that convinced their followers or inspired their members. Some demonstrated great strength and sought to strengthen those beneath them.
 
Jupiter glanced toward the pale she-wolf and wondered how she might lead those beneath her.