you're invited to enrolll!

"Yes," she agreed, bobbing her head as he commented that word didn't often travel so far south. "The challenge itself was at Boreas' northernmost pole - unless you'd happened to hear the call, which..." she laughed and rolled her shoulders, "I'm not sure it could be heard across the continent and then the Bifrost, although from the crowd that had gathered, it certainly seemed like it." The dissolution of the pack had been a relief; a warning she'd once received from an elderly exile of the pack had not been forgotten. For many months she'd found herself anxiously looking towards the north only for nothing to occur. The anxiety of it all was gut-churning, but she supposed better than the alternative. In the end, nothing had happened at all.

"Poking around..." she murmured under her breath. Sparrow was likely to get up to trouble - it was in her nature. But perhaps she wasn't aware that this was a sanctuary pack? A lingering shadow also whispered that perhaps Sparrow just didn't care. Her stomach twisted uncomfortably. "I understand your duty to protect your own. Truly, I can't speak to her intentions - I wish I could. She's a loose cannon, completely." The pirate crew in general was a rabble-rousing bunch. "Frankly, I'm not sure if I hold any sway over her, but I'll do my best the next time I see her," she said solemnly. Artorias seemed like a gentleman, but perhaps it had nothing to do with him - or the Hallows. It was just as likely that Sparrow had seem something shiny and thought I want that. Theory had thought this new pack endeavor would occupy her cousin after that koi patterned woman had broken her heart, just not occupy her like this. Poke around the borders of someone who deserved it! Like Aerie, she thought selfishly.

I watched my mother die... She quelled at his words, lowering her eyes to her glass. "I'm truly sorry. Your mother was kind and brave - I was still so young when we met, but just barely old enough to recognize her as the leader she was," Theory said softly, fixing him with a long gaze. "I can only imagine how much she is missed." Like Shaye, she was sure - an open wound that would never close, just grow tender scar tissue until it was prodded and reopened, over and over again for the rest of your life. At his warm invitation of assistance, the dark cloud that had passed over the table at the discussion of Resin's passing dissipated. Theory nibbled down some more of the meat in front of her, taking a long sip and clearing her throat before emphatically accepting his offer. "I would certainly take on anyone who wishes to teach for a spell. They're welcome for only a few weeks or a few seasons - my only requirement is they take up official rank with us for a time, but there are no expectations for length of stay. Did you have anyone particular in mind?" While Artorias seemed to be a shrewd leader, she knew little of the other inhabitants here.