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It was the pack of the viking woman that Kau settled on heading to. Hearing of the challenge over Olympus and what had occurred there, well, it had him impressed. This was the sort of mindset he wanted on his side. A strong leader to stand with him. Perhaps he would not be the leader of a massive empire, in charge at the top of each pack, but one could only manage so many wolves on their own. All that mattered was finding allies to stand with. Those who would not be afraid to bleed for their beliefs and take what they wanted.

Kau would arrive at the borders, gaze shining darkly. Ah, let the fun begin. It would be odd, to be a subordinate of such a lowly rank at first, but he could rise. Yes, patience, he would remind himself. All would come in due time. The one-eyed male would raise his muzzle to the sky, calling for the Drottning of Yfir. Let them see how his intentions. Rise above it all, that he would.
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