Wheeling Gull Isle I guarantee

Tzila sat back, listening in silence. Taking in the exchange of words and information Mal offered to Hua. Her expression was blank, if not somewhat un-feeling. She could see both were visibly upset. Hearing them speak of this Donovan made her recall her darker days of the past. She knew his type. Still, since she hadn't met the man or any wolves from the Saints, she could only go by word of mouth.

Finally she broke her silence, particularly after Hua inquired of Mal if he had any training as a warrior. "I have plenty of experience. But you know that already." She nodded to the empress. "And if it will be of any help, I am also well traveled as far as the Teekons are concerned. Should you need me for a scouting task, just say the word."