To Everything There is A Season [Acere]

Things were easier now, he thought. Or at least, felt a bit easier...now that the pack was no longer indebted to the biking band, he felt like a weight had dropped off his shoulders and he could breath. The life of the pack could go on unhindered and without the worry of anyone else potentially looking over their shoulder. As he emerged from his cabin, he heard Drifa howling for him. Curious, Acere wasted no time in seeking her out. He'd find her on the deck of the ship, and as he approached, he could sense something perhaps wasn't quite right but he didn't know what it was. Still, he offered her a smile and a nod as he approached and sat down. "Good day Drifa, what can I do for you?" She was a valuable member in the pack, enough at least that he had offered her one of the highest positions that she deserved. Her work in helping the members of the pack after the raids and her helping Yurei with that as well was admirable. He thought highly of her, of course. And wondered what she might have called him for.