The future held in suspense

*Resin* · 07-05-2020, 01:42 PM

Wolves arrived. An invitation was given. Words were said. Resin, however, stayed silent. The scarred woman respected the positions and choices of those present. Every voice counted and that was what this meeting was for. For each wolf to find a voice. It was also an opportunity for each wolf to learn how to make choices.

After the majority of those present stood and spoke their minds, the old warrior peeled Aslatiel from her leg and stood. Her stature alone demanded attention and respect, but her words would demand them as well. Gruff, growling tones that might have once been a beautiful voice ground out, addressing the congregation of wolves.

"Sirius has laid out the intent for this raid. Practice for our number, but also the opportunity to test another pack." Her lone eye didn't scan the crowd. She looked to Sirius and his woman instead with that golden orb, willing him to see the wisdom in her words. Though they were all making their voices heard, as Warlord, he could veto the votes and make the final decision. That was the point of being an alpha. To take the opinions of your flock seriously, but to ultimately wield the power of choice.

"Though Fireside may seem the ideal target because of their slight against the Armada, we already know that they are spineless and cowardly. Testing them would be pointless. Should we ever have a raid where the purpose is to make an example and show our utmost power, perhaps we could choose Fireside then." No, Fireside wasn't the correct choice for this. Resin did spare a glance towards Aslatiel. She knew that the girl felt strongly about her choice, but she hoped that she saw the wisdom in the older, more worldly wolf's view.

"If the true goal of this raid is to 'test their mettle' as Sirius has said, and to know the power of another pack, the wisest choice would be to go against those that call them selves mercenaries. Ones that may eventually be turned against us." Resin gave her head a slight shake. "A 'friendly' raid with no maiming or grievous injury could be seen as simple practice. Our true intent would be to see what they're capable of so that we may fortify our own strength where necessary."

Now the warrior, the oldest and most experienced of them, scanned the crowd. "As new information is brought to light, your choice may shift. This is a meeting, a congregation of minds. Speak those minds now. Make educated decisions. Change your vote if necessary. Raids, no matter how minor or friendly they may seem, affect how the Armada is seen in the world. Do we test the cowardly and spineless and waste our talents? Or do we attack those that are more unknown to us and put this opportunity to good use?" With a nod to the lot, the woman folded her haunches, opening the floor up to others.

Resin believed that she said her piece. Fireside... was not the wisest choice for this. Aerie would be most ideal for opportunities sake. Winterfell was her second choice, simply because they could do to them what they had done to Abaven, though she held no like or dislike for the pack that her daughter had taken a shine to.

"Speech"

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