Alpine Lake Thunderbirds are GO!

Her impromptu invitation clearly put Epic on the spot. He began stammering in a manner that distinctly reminded Wildfire of her baby daddy Eljay. Perhaps this should've put her off, though it had the opposite effect. She tried to offer him a warm smile. When her facial muscles refused to cooperate (they'd been very stiff since Bat's death), she instead wagged her tail encouragingly.

After the flustered male finished, Wraen spoke up on his behalf. She said good things about him and the Sovereign nodded, appreciating the Tradesman's judgment. But, of course, she would be remiss if she didn't vet him herself.

"We have room, if you're interested and you bring something to the table. Would you say you have any particular skills, Epic, that might be of service to the pack?"