hello from the other side

Ah, an alpha. Why did Ren look so young? Was he, Valentine, really so old? He had kids older than this boy! The revelation that he might be turning into an old fart was irksome. He wasn't an old man. Really, he wasn't, Valentine assured himself. He was just dealing with a kid. That certainly brought questions to mind. How had such a youthful character acquired a pack? Surely... He eyed the brute speculatively. Surely this boy hadn't challenged an existing alpha and won! Perhaps he'd inherited. "It's a pleasure, Ren."

"Established relations" huh? What did that mean exactly? Was he about to get his butt kissed? He was really fond of butt kissery when he was on the receiving end. "I take it that Borealis has only recently come under your rule?" He'd been vaguely aware of a pack establishing itself nearby, but he'd never bothered to check it out and he assumed, since Ren only mentioned one other southern pack (which had to be that voiceless Donostrea) that Ren now possessed what used to be the pack on the other side of the river.