my heart runs on gasoline vapors

"My mate, Hazel. She's the pack's General" he informed her, a hint of pride entering his tone. But that wouldn’t be all the scents she was picking up. "Under the tree house is Halos den, and my Uncle Mortis and their family. They've six kids, so if you see any pups running around it's probably them." He explained.

They reached the entrance into the Col, and walked between the mountains. The pack’s Obelisk stood in the centre point, with the communal fire and meeting point stretching out behind it. He didn’t lead her up to it yet, first turning into one of the dens that littered the mountainside. [b] “This is our pack’s stores, help yourself to some bedding, and anything else you think you might need.” Probably not the way Seer would have done, but the old Warlord had left her to him.


"Speech"