fit to burst!

The Warlord nodded his head, and then snorted softly in amusement - but he was quick to explain himself. “Aeries consider themselves something similar, their wolves for hire. However they haven't done a great job of making allies, so I believe their premises hasn’t worked.” He spoke of that small pack and its abrasive alpha. Wren wasn’t finished however, so he fell silent to hear the rest of it.

As she finished, his lip twitched in mild amusement. “A little like a market, perhaps?’ his own was too new to have lifted off successfully yet, but he had high hopes for it. “Events could be intriguing. A way to bring packs together” He agreed. “But don’t forget the core of the pack isn’t what it can do for others, but what it means to the wolves that live there.” Through he was sure she could form a tight knit community.

"Sirius Fatalis"