jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse [raid meeting]

Álarr's focus had been elsewhere. He hadn't spared raiding a thought until Tyrian had called them together but he was up for about anyone. As he listened to Pesto speak he nodded. "Ashen, sounds fine with me!" He knew that Pesto had lied about her family's sacrifices and he knew it was possible she was exagerating but he didn't really care. An empire meant closely allied packs and that was a threat. He was all for showing Fireside's prowess even if it meant spurring them into an ongoing conflict. In reality there had already been several points of tension between Fireside and empire-related packs. Why not burn off some of that energy? While he wasn't the biggest raid enthusiast he could feel the excitement starting to stir in his gut.