Call of War

After his meeting with his highest ranking wolves, the Warlord felt more certain of the path forward. Gathering information and supplies seemed vital before winter. Going after the Raiders Hallow was satisfying, even if they had changed names and locations. A constant bur in his paw, and one he could justify. They were a raiders pack, and likely gathered a decent bit of resources themselves. What they took, would likely be items the raiders had stolen in turn.

He made his way to the Col, the customary meeting place of his pack feeling familiar beneath his paws. He lifted his head back, and he called for his wolves. Called for those that had agreed to be on the raid roster. He already knew who they were. Now was the time to meet, discuss, and attack. Halo would have already begun her preparations for receiving wounded. Hazel and Keahi would be getting in some decent practice leading with this raid.

Ooc: Sirius, Hazel, Andy, Basilisk, Dread, Grimoire, Bronze, Aris, Keahi, Mortis
"Speech"