Everyone's missing, but at least the scouts are back

Pyralis returned from getting her affairs in order and promptly curled up in her den to rest. She had made the journey to visit her son one last time, having heard from Alkali that he was in the area. Much as he begged her to return to the Abraxas homeland she refused. She'd broken off ties with her past and had no plans to circle all the way back to the beginning for her inevitable end.

She didn't know how long she was asleep before Sparrow called them together for a meeting. Her ears twitched. There was a certain urgency in the alphas voice so Pyralis rose to her feet, stretching for a moment before grabbing her sheep hide and making her way over to the meeting place. She flopped the skin down and made herself comfortable as one by one the pirates trickled in. Sparrow asked for updates and Pyralis sat up a bit straighter, clearing her throat. "We found two packs in the north. A small, new pack that honestly isn't worth our time. The Armada is loaded as always. Word is they even have a marketplace. In the West we only found one pack. It's surrounded by a wall and has some lush hunting territory and livestock. I doubt they put in that effort to build a wall without resources to protect. Either the Armada or the Wall pack would make a good target." She rolled her shoulders, her spine cracking just a bit as she stretched. "Either is fine with me."