you call and say I'm arctic

Hattori didn’t argue with her when she suggested the mass scouting mission to greater Boreas. Now that they were truly settling down their roots and shaping Ashen like clay, it was time to send their paws out into the world to demonstrate the power that they worked so hard for. They had plenty of challenges ahead of them, but it wouldn't be anything they hadn’t seen before. Knowledge was power, and the more they knew about their surroundings the better. White gloved legs carried her easily along in the sand as her sunset gaze stole glances at the Shogun by her side.

”We have a potential friend in Abaven.” She commented almost offhand. ”My aunt is mated to the alpha’s father. They’re a family based pack. We could use the tie as an opportunity.” She’d met the children and spoke with their mother but they would do good to seek out the alpha’s ear. ”I’m not sure how the Hallows regard us, but there is also a hint of potential there. I couldn’t tell you much about the others. Valhalla is relatively unknown to me and Fireside…” That was where she paused. Venom swallowed hard before she spoke. ”It’s a long story but safe to say relations are cold.”