Family Ties

Surreal listened as Arian spoke, one eye watching Riv playing with his meal with a faintly amused quirk to her jowls. Her gaze turned to lock with Arian’s as she gave notice to the fact that Sin, with the intention of creating a pack, was also in the west. There weren’t many territories in the west that would support a pack; a lot of the region was dry, with a good bit of desert land included. Emerald Valley, Whistling Willows, the Dancefloor of the Gods, and the two areas Arian had claimed were some of the few that were hospitable enough to maintain a pack. The others were Vericona Plains and the Estuary. The lands Surreal intended to rule, especially now that Arian was next door. Her eyes dropped to her rabbit as she tore a strip of meat from the ribs and chewed thoughtfully. “Out of curiosity… Is he a strong fighter?”

If he was of the mind that the weak deserved to die, Sin might be a formidable opponent if it came down to a fight. There was also that Armada gene pool to consider, but… It was something to consider. Surreal already had her plans in place for what she wanted in the pack. She knew, eventually, that she wanted to have a secondary alpha to help shoulder the burdens of leadership. And she knew Falk wouldn’t be that wolf. He was blind now, and unable to meet a challenge for the pack if one was called and she was unable to answer. She had thought, perhaps, that Korr might have been a good candidate, but he had disappeared.

The possibilities were endless here. She just had to see how things turned out.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think