they should call me icarus, flying this close to the sun

At the mention of an allying pack, Dream realized there'd be a bit more to learn than he first expected. That was okay though, he didn't mind. "The Ashen. I'll have to visit the western border and familiarize myself with their packscent then." he noted, knowing it would do him no good to end up in a tussle with an ally. He wondered vaguely what type of wolves they were. Would there be any that were worth getting to know beyond surface formalities, or if they would end up rubbing him the wrong with with whatever lifestyle it was they chose to pursue. Oh well. It didn't really matter in the end, so long as he did as he was told.

Dream didn't really say anything as Sirius explained how their belief system worked, simply nodding to show he understood. To be honest the green-eyed wolf didn't have any hard set beliefs himself. He was often one to joke that the Gods hated him, or that Lady Luck was on his side, but didn't know if it was actually true or not. If so -cool- but if not, it's not like that changed anything for him. And other people could believe what they wanted, too. It had never bothered him before, and likely wouldn't in the future.

As Sirius led him around the camp, Dream took a moment to simply gaze at his surroundings and take it in. The large clearing, the blazing fire, the dens dug in clusters so that wolves could room closely. It felt too soon, too foriegn, to call this place 'home' yet, but he was eager for when that day would finally come. Snapping out of his thought, he came to a halt beside the larger black wolf as he lifted open a door in the ground. The stores, huh? "What do you like to keep it stocked with?" he asked, figuring it would be useful information for later, since resource gathering was something he'd grown quite good at.

When the dens he'd spotted earlier were pointed out and offered up, his tail gave a lazy wag of grattitude behind him. "Thanks, I'll definitely do that."

"Speech"