Neverwinter Forest Children of the Firehawk

A single word, one that easily answered her demanding question. She noted the movement of his tail, the way he held himself. The wolf was not meek but not overly confident either, which was fine as he was not truly at their borders. Her posture relaxed the slightest bit, hackles flattening against her spine once more, a brief shake of her body relaxing her muscles as well.

Lasher. Beta. Black Deer. Her mind put the information away and let her own mouth move in response. "Kroc of Ouroboros Spine. The former alpha lingers with us no longer." Of course she didn't. If she did, it would have been only in spirit form. But it was a simple explanation to inform him that the Spine had a new leader. One that didn't desert their pack.