The other side isn't always greener

'Who isn't my family is some way around here?' With those words, the silvery wolf would rise to her paws, moving closer- before stopping and settling. At these words, Roman could only chuckle. It was true- most of the wolves around the northern area were related to them. The silvery wolf introduced herself as Athena Armada, and Roman mentally noted the name- wondering what litter she came from. "Ah, but between you and I when it comes to our siblings, I think Isardis prefers his daughters to his sons. The sons are slightly unruly." She chuckled slightly, her voice light and whimsical. She was joking of course, she didn't know if Isardis preferred any of his children over others, she could almost bet that he didn't. Athena went on to ask about Tortuga, and Roman felt her eyes light up. She liked discussing Tortuga, it was her home- and she felt a lot of passion for it.

"Tortuga is smaller than Glaciem, kind of similar, but different in a lot of ways. I'm the only Armada here, but the wolves here have become my family. I want Tortuga to be a fighting force, something other packs will hesitate to challenge, but I also wanted a family. I kind of missed out on the family experience when I was younger." She paused, her last statement admitted kind of ruefully. In the chaos of her life, she had missed out on what a lot of the younger Armada's seemed to take for granted. Sure, Isardis was busy- right now fighting off an illness, and he didn't see them as much as any child could hope. His love for his children, was undeniable however, and the children at least had each other- siblings to bond with. "Did that make sense?" She asked, wondering if she had lost Athena in all her rambling.