the run percent

To be honest, Dream hadn't been doing much when she'd called for him- nothing important, at least. And so it hadn't been much of a toss up between following the call and going back to what he was doing, as one was clearly more interesting than the other. The koi wolf introduced herself as Hanako, going on to welcome him before asking how he was settling in. She was among the first to do so, and while he figured that it was partly a matter of strategy -because had the roles been swapped then he definitely would want to know who the new face in his pack was- he was still greatful for her willingness to humor him. The entire reson that Dream had come to the Armada in the first place was because he was tired of being alone, and so any oppurtunity to get closer to these new wolves was a welcome one.

"It's been pretty good, actually. I still have to meet the rest of the pack, but so far, but Mortis and Sirius have been cool and the territory is fucking awesome. Definitely beats the setup I had going." he admitted with a grin. It hadn't been horrible, but as someone who was constantly bouncing from one place to another it was difficult to create larger, impressive camps like the one the Armada had to offer.

At the mention of a race Dreams ears would pricked foreward slightly in interest. The female looked fast, built more for speed then he was, but he was no slow-sally. Besides, a race would be a great way to feel out this new clanmates abilities while testing his own. Really, Dream was always down to hone his skills or push his limits, something he clanmates would likely learn quickly once they got to know him.

"Sure, sounds like fun! " he replied, readying himself on the invisible line she'd pointed out.

"Speech"