Stone Circle What do you think of my pups?

Whatever conversation she had been having with Gunnar would wait for another time. She looked upon Ethan and strangers with soft curiousity.

Ethan’s children. Potential recruits. Gunnar raised a necessary query, but when he looked to her, she held her tongue in anticipated silence. Let them see these wolves through the words they chose, hear the character spoken.

The boy was proud, she decided, as youngbloods would be. Eager. He made no small show of his strength. Her eyes danced with the light of a chuckle she managed to hold back.

The girl seemed more subdued. Confident, but level-headedly so. Knowing of weakness and strength.

She looked to Gunnar.

And I am Taktuq, she offered, when her packmate had been introduced, both seem fine youngbloods, strong additions to Kvarsheim. I would like to see both hunt with us, a smile tugged at her lips. She glanced to Gunnar again. Where do you hail from, Ike and Mya? What is the way that led you here? Family? Dispersal? Want for the new?