Lets get to planning

He didn’t comment any further on the original members of their pack, and she let it lie. She didn’t want to make them feel like they didn’t have a home here - in fact, she wanted the very opposite. She wanted them happy, to belong, but she could not force anything. She would do nothing drastic with them, she would give them a lot longer then this to work through what they where going through.

Rhyme was still squirming, looking a little embarrassed, and, if she was to guess, a little guilty. She wasn’t yet sure what to make of that… still, she looked at him with a half smile as he was quick to point the direction of his worse to Vail and Solor. “Right, of course.” she said, her smile slowly growing as she wondered if she should continue to tease him. She decided, mercifully, to let him be. “any rules you would want to see implemented into Abaven, any idealisms, ect?”