In the trees

Iroh missed the grimace Ramesh showed when she spoke of the pack being there, but as the smaller wolf went on he seemed to know Risen at least by reputation. Oh, and he knew who Tsarvix was. The man liked to follow Pyrrhic around like a lost puppy. Honestly, Iroh wasn’t a big fan, but he was loyal and useful. ”Yeah, that one.” He confirmed. There couldn’t be that many Tsarvix’s’s running around in packs called Risen.

Sarabi made a grab for more bugs and Iroh shook his head, net bag thing in his mouth, as he tried to catch himself some fireflies.