What Changes May Come

Walk | "Talk" | think

Tamsyn was observant and thoughtful while she listened to the other's concerns and thoughts about what should be done, though when Askan spoke she raised her brows with surprise. It was one thing to feel that some of the pack members were not contributing as they should, but to say it in such a rude way right in front of someone that he should expect it to hurt was another thing. It wasn't the first time she had experienced Askan's sharp tongue, but this was a level of dissent that she didn't think would do well within something like a Council. She didn't feel the need to say anything on the matter since Lúta and Ulric said enough, but it wasn't something she would soon forget.

When Resin mentioned how the warriors would need to work harder in their training she nodded in agreement. Her days of being a General were behind her, but that didn't mean that she didn't see the need for that sort of training and experience - even in a pack like this where the main focus wasn't on war. "I'd be happy to put together some training and start building some strategies for such if someone would be interested in helping me do so." She cast a glance across the three warriors in attendance, curious if any one in particular would speak up. Perhaps Dunkan - considering he had been the one to voice the concern in the first place.

The idea to move to Auster was a bit of a surprise, but at the same time it wasn't. Boreas was a crowded place these days and she remembered when she went to Auster on the man hunt with Naiche how open and wild that area had been. As much as she didn't want to put that much distance between them and the Armada, it was the smartest decision and she was more than a little curious about the structure that Resin and Ulric were talking about. "You certainly have my interest," she said with a small smile as she looked up toward Resin. Honestly, she would move anywhere that Resin thought was fitting for them. She trusted her lover's judgement.