My problem is I'm mature and childish, I'm mildish

While she certainly hadn't had any idea what to expect when she asked Deluge about her origins, she felt herself do a bit of a double take when she was told that she hailed from the the pack that had at one point been led by Sparrow. She had picked up on the fact that the pack had changed hands and shifted locations from her own scouting and the information she had gathered from their allies, but she hadn't heard until know what name they went by now or who their leader currently was. While her only experience of the Pirates had been at her mother's challenge when she was just a young pup, she had heard from others their experience with them and she nodded with understanding at Deluge's mention of their poor reputation. They most certainly had made enemies of themselves with her mother at least.

If she was following her mother's pre-established ruling of the Pirate wolves she by all rights should have escorted Deluge out then and there and threatened her not to return, but time healed wounds and Deluge's amiable behavior gave her pause. The fact that they had gone as far to move the group of rowdy wolves to an island in hopes that the swim to the mainland would deter their more wild notions did give her hope that perhaps they were in more responsible paws now. Only time would tell, of course, but Deluge had given her a bit of hope and made her reconsider her previous notions of the group. "I'm not going to lie to you, Deluge, we were one of those that had a poor impression of your group," she admitted with a bit of a chuckle. "I'm glad to hear that some steps have been put into place to temper things a bit. I certainly have no issue with some fun and a fight from time to time, but even that should probably have some kind of limit." She smirked as she thought about the fact Deluge shared about them often being too drunk to bother with the swim and added, "It does sound like you all have a good time one way or another, though."

"Avacyn Mendacium"