Roots run deep

He was a man of few words, but his sneers and grunts were plenty of reaction for her to read. Before he even responded she knew his opinion of the northern pack. She wasn't necessarily surprised to hear that he was a sibling of the Ashen Empress - they shared the same coloring and a similar scent - but it was good information to have as she began to scope out the rest of Boreas and the packs that the might be able to call her allies one day. Little Ikigai had begun her connection to Ashen first so that was where she had decided to begin her loyalties, but she was not someone who would be blindly loyal. His strong reaction and support of his sister's word did bode well though and she appreciated the perspective he gave. She smirked as he continued on about the northern pack in question, telling her how it would be no challenge to take and the things he had done to disrespect the pack - including pissing on their border and fucking his woman in the alpha's den.

She laughed at that, giving him a sly grin. She liked his style. That sounded exactly like something she would do with Alastor if given the chance and perhaps they would if this sorry excuse for a pack was actually as lousy as he described. "Well, as much as I'd rather have a real challenge, I suppose I could put this poor pack out of its misery." She'd be doing them a mercy, really. Freeing them from a leader who clearly wasn't fit to rule and breathing new life into the dying, abandoned pack. She gave Chimera a curious glance as they continued to walk, saying, "As someone who takes joy in pissing on someone else's border and fucking women in someone else's home, I imagine Fenmyre is quite the place to be." She smirked, already imagining all of the debauchery he must condone. "I'd love to hear more about this pack of yours."

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