Stone Circle vöxtur

The next topic on the agenda. He squirmed a little. Not that it bothered him, but he didn't know where the wolves would go to find what they wanted, and he wouldn't be offering his services to anyone.

He tilted his head and spoke again. As you all know, spring is going to be upon us before we know it. In an effort to grow Kvarsheim and the like. We will not be putting a punishment on those who wish to breed and bring forth children.

He held up a paw. Though we do ask that you think had about the resources we have available to us, you be responsible and that you seek Bjarna and I out for proper permission. We do not want pups who will have no quality of life. Nor do we want any surprises.

He said it firmly and without an offer of argument. They could breed if he or Bjarna gave permission and only if they had the means to take care of the babies. He would not have fatherless children, or orphans among the ranks. He wouldn't. He spoke it both in english and again in Icelandic. Though the latter it sounded firmer, darker.