Family No Matter Where You Are

The young woman's response made her seem shy. Unsure. Though if her body language was anything to go by, she certainly was. She reminded her of Okami...the woman was likely of a delicate personality. Even going as far as avoiding her gaze more often than not. Smiling softly, Avalon sat down as the young woman asked her if she could tell her more about the pack she was in. Of course, she nodded and motioned for the woman to sit if she so desired. "Yes, of course. I don't mind at all." ”want… um… want learn more. A-about… Winterfell.” Her head tilted curiously, gaze bright as she looked at the albino girl. It seemed she had already met someone from the pack. Perhaps that's why she had such interest? She didn't smell like a pack at all, so the elder figured she was just a loner seeking to learn about the Northern pack that she called home.

"Winterfell, similar to its namesake, is a Northern pack. Currently the only northern pack. We're a mixed bunch like most packs, but with similar ideals of course. Acere, our alpha, is a wise and noble leader. He tries to be as fair as possible, while encouraging us to be the best we can be. But like any alpha should be, he doesn't let anyone take advantage of him. And I'd like to think none of us allow it." She could be wrong, of course. She couldn't speak for the other wolves in the pack but she knew that she didn't allow anyone to take advantage of her anymore. "I suppose I might say that if one were to live in Winterfell, it's vital that you're prepared for anything. The North is not an easy place to live, and survival instincts are a must. To help with life there, some of us specialize in crafting goods to trade, such as armor and weaponry, furs, jewelry, and whatever else someone might find useful."

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