She would listen intently to the dark she wolf, alabaster ears erked to attentions and chocolatey gaze fixed up her features. Katja would go on to tell them of Ebony, and she would stow all names away for later use. Their philosophy was rather simple, and she could not deny the ease of listening. From her understanding it seemed Ebony wanted the same as Ludicael. Her eyes would stray to Dutiron as the woman finished speaking, he would remain silent however. It seemed he was absolutely ready to take whatever her decision was. "Your morals seem rather true to our own, Katja. We are not a warrior's pack, and do not seek violence. Though, I would defend the residents of this pack with my life." She would start, knowing that an alliance right now would be out of the question, they did not know each other well enough quiet yet. "I can offer you now, an agreement of peace. With prospects of an alliance in the future?" Novel would offer, "Once our relationship has bloomed."
