Blacktail Deer Plateau this is the end of the world you know

surely there had to be some amusement in the deathbringer attempting to inspire him. but ingram welcomes the switch of roles in this moment. he sees what the threadbones tell him; perhaps by nature, he is bound to see the fallout.

he fears that basilica's time is limited; that by scrounging together who they could would only prolong it's suffering.

beyond that, stirring within the depths of ingram's soul is pride for sanguinex. he believes. he is loyal. this, ingram is not blind to.

ingram is quiet for a long moment, contemplative. scouting was not deathbringer's role as dagger but syrax was not readily available — distant, perhaps — and the deathbringer was offering. reluctance digs its claws into ingram, but he fights against it.

any lone wolf would do, for recruitment. convincing them might not be easy. a soft issued warning from his own experiences; given basilica's more pious and dark nature. as for a merger ...smaller packs, ones that have less and would be more susceptible to accepting what we have to offer.