Dragoncrest Cliffs deity of scars

She measured him now as a potential future member of the pack. He was family to Val…But that did not make him family to her just yet. She would want to see how Val felt, as well- if he felt comfortable with this other, new portion of his family finding their way into his life.

She sensed Mireille might have the same thoughts. They would have to figure out where to rank Svalinn-but his daughters? If they were pleasant enough, they would do well in Sapphique. 

She gave him a nod when Mireille spoke. 

”Call upon us when your daughters come. 
Den we will see about ‘aving you become
A part of Sapphique.”

It would suffice, for now. One wolf living alone on Ankyra sound, who was loyal to them, might be an asset. Time would show them how useful he might be. She gave a grateful nod to Jorunn, and brushed her muzzle against Mireille’s shoulder before she turned to go back into the parklands, and find a place to rest and consider this new information about her brother.