move-in day

Ah, so she didn't know much about the pack at all. That was too bad. He would have liked to skip the power point n slideshow portion of this meeting, but alas. "Good," he said with a chuckle. "Because there will be a lot of those. But that's not really what we're about. At the center of everything we do here is our prey animal husbandry program. We raise herds of prey animals, such as sheep, for food. Their rearing, grazing, shepherding, slaughtering and the like, is at the heart of everything we do." Tyrian studied Pestilence for a moment, trying to decide if he needed to give her the whole spiel or if an abbreviated version would suffice.

In the end he decided not to cut any corners. "For example, our roaming types - the hunters, the navigators, and so on - regularly explore the rogue lands in search of new stock to add to our flocks. Our fighters raid occasionally for the same reason. The healers strive to be as versed in the care of sheep as they are in the care of wolves. And so on; there isn't a career path in Fireside that doesn't touch on animal husbandry at some point."

All of this, he knew, deviated quite a bit from the usual wolf way of doing things. For those completely unaware of their nature as he suspected Pestilence (further proof he needed to interrogate Alarr since Pestilence clearly wasn't joining for the job opportunities) to be, it might be a lot to process. "We do all of this not out of fondness for the sheep or some misguided attempt to worship, but out of a desire to be prepared should anything like the volcano happen again."

Tyrian flashed a sardonic grin then asked, "Now, knowing that your odds of getting very close and personal with sheep are going to skyrocket if you join us, are you still interested in joining?"