The Plunder Plunders (Or tries to but like we lose every raid, so what do you expect)

Sparrow led her wolves to the north which was still and always would be her least favorite ever. She was more or less glad the Armada moved up here because it meant she didn't have to see them and that they wouldn't be in any of the good, warmer lands the rest of the not-north had. However, they had a market, or so it was reported, and Sparrow was eager to do some "shopping" for anything rare they might have. Besides, several pack members were missing and the timing was too convenient.

Sparrow was never one to be sneaky. It didn't matter if they fought on the border or in the middle of the pack usually. However, this time, they were to keep a lookout- or nose out- for any good tips on any of their missing members, so trying to go deeper into the pack was more necessary than normal. Sparrow moved to cross the border, motioning for her packmates to spread out. They would know what to do- look for clues and when they were inevitably caught, fight like hell.