Broken Antler Fen tossed in a cell to feast with the fleas

It was pleasing to hear that Moonspear didn't have any direct threats, even when the cold and snow moved in. That's good to hear. She had heard of how long the pack of her family had lived upon the mountain and had no doubts that their reign would continue; this surity only doubled upon Dirge's answer. At the same time, Keres was not a wolf that enjoyed the unknown; she preferred to know where they stood with others, especially if forging a friendly bond with them would keep her family safe through even the toughest of times.

Is there anyone that serves as a liason between the Spear and other packs? The Valkyrie asked, her focus half on his answer and half on the prey they now tracked.