A history without a song

Jack put on something of a show before Sparrow and Sparrow took it in, caught herself staring, pulled her gaze away while mentally chiding herself for being a shitty alpha, then let her gaze slide slowly back- call it a guilty pleasure. Jack commented that she thought she was enjoying the pack, mentioning how little she was of the others. "Yeah, I mean, I keep a loose leash, I guess. Maybe I should send y'all in pairs to spy on some packs, gather intel, and get to know one another better." It wasn't a bad idea. Some time long ago, she and Jupiter had done the same to the Armada. "Got anything in mind you think we oughta do? I mean besides planning our next raid. I want to make sure everyone feels like they're doing what they want to here."