The blood of our Alliance

He frowned, uncomfortable by his sisters words 'that was what she was breed for' the words were all too familiar to the tyrant. His parents had been wolves of war, and well he did not remember them he did not believe their coupling had been one of love. 'Breed for war' indeed. He let the topic move on, past it, and back to the fate of Io and her mother.

"You can extend the invitation, if she is truly a leader then she wont stay in the grunt force for long. My warriors will need a captain, and perhaps I will find one in her." He was willing to give the wolf a chance, the opportunity to work her way quickly through the ranks, if she so chose. If she wishes to work in a more solitary nature within his pack, he believed he could accommodate her.

‘I would very much like to have her in my life’ Those words meant that he would do his best to convince the woman to stay, for Io’s sake. “I’ll be at your side, then. Shall we?” he asked, voice gentle as he got back to his paws, indicating for Io to move with him towards the Avary.