A Call to Arms [Abraxas War Meeting]

Members of her family trickled in one after another until there was a substantial gathering.  Well, a reasonably substantial one.  She couldn't help but notice that there were still several of Amon's children missing but they were bound to turn up sooner or later.  When everyone was settled the meeting began and a question was posed.  Where to start?  Pyralis shrugged. "To be perfectly honest brother I haven't done much scouting of mortal packs.  I have been visiting Talis though, they are the only mortal pack in Auster.  They have the benefit of proximity and I handily bested their alpha in a spar not long ago.  I doubt the pack will be much trouble.  However, I do have an agreement to explore the territories their pack inhabits. I should hate to disturb that but then I'm not against breaking it either."  Though if the Abraxas simply conquered Talis she'd still get her wish so it really was a moot point and if Dragon was dumb enough to rescind his promise she'd happily lead the whole family on the war path to Talis... or conquer it herself.

"I've done some exploring of northern Boreas but not enough to know the lay of the mortal dwellings.  Not that I particularly care to march all the way to the north during winter in Boreas.  My suggestion is to pick a section of land and to see what packs are there unless someone has a more concrete suggestion?"

A rush of wind and the ruffle of feathers marked the arrival of her companion Alkali. "If I may, my lords, there is a pack in the southern lands.  As far as I know it is the only one, it's reasonably close compared to others and seems quite small… quite vulnerable."  Pyralis cocked her head to Alkali and nodded before turning back to Amon.  These were their thoughts.  Ultimately she felt they needed a bit more information before selecting a target though at the same time really any pack would do.  They were gods after all, how could they possibly lose?