In Silence We Yearn

Silence had become his companion once again. There had been next to no stirrings from his brothers and Vincenzo had yet to meet anyone he felt could be initiated. Not that he was entirely sure on how to begin. He tried to think back on how he'd first been pulled in but that required him to think of Enrico, a man he much preferred to imagine being ripped into tiny pieces by a flock of crows. Vincenzo's wandering led him north though he supposed his wanderings weren't entirely aimless. He was looking for the pack that belonged to the man he'd spoken with near the geysers. Vincenzo didn't have much of a plan but it made sense to him that seeing the inner workings of a pack could prove beneficial and it gave him something to do in the mean time as well as a contingency plan if the worst should happen and the Fratelli Rossi fade into the shadows. Coming to the border Vincenzo lifted up his head and howled for the alpha.

"Speech"