Friends of a feather

He took to her joke well, through she wondered at his meaning. Hadn’t been having bad luck, had he? Well. she supposed they all got it on occasion. He looked interest at the mention of her pack, and would admit to knowing a member of Abaven. She glanced at him in interest, wondering who it could be. Ahh. Cael, a strong headed young woman who had taken an interest in fight training.

Not one of the members she had had much chance to get to know well, but she was a good wolf, and hopefully had made a good impression on Ignatius - who was, as he admitted, an Alpha in his own right. “Fyri? This is my first time hearing about your pack.” she would say, looking at him with even more interest. Well, maybe this was a string of good luck.. “Interesting that you say this, because i’ve been trying to build alliances between Abaven and the packs in this land. I would love to hear more about Fyri and see if our packs have an interest we could build on.” she would admit.