I've Gotta Kill Two People Again

Chaos lifted one side of his mouth in a cocky half-grin that, despite the addition of his fangs, was more than a little reminiscent of his mother's devil-may-care attitude. "Steep inclines with ice on them, what's not to love? I was actually heading up this way to check out the mountains myself when I found your borders. If it was anyone else I might have ignored the border and gone exploring anyway, but..." he shrugged, blithely uncaring that his honesty may have been a little tactless. "My parents are doing pretty well. Dad was sick for a while so Imperium kind of fell apart, but he's doing better now. I think he and Mom have pretty much retired from pack stuff though so I doubt he's going to bring it back." He paused gloomily. He did miss Imperium, but he couldn't see any of his siblings bringing it back either, and he wasn't exactly the alpha type himself, so... He tilted his head thoughtfully. "So trading with other packs, huh? Do you happen to be looking for good fighters to protect your traders?"