Katja listened intently as each of her wolves shared their information regarding the other packs. Laufey was quick to suggest raiding the neighbors, but hard on his heels Vereux cautioned her against raiding Sonticus, with Hypnos swiftly seconding his suggestions. She shook her head at the pair of them sharply. "Arian and her pack will be an asset to no one," she told him coolly. "There will be no potential alliance between Yfir and Sonticus to protect them." Though neither did Sonticus have anything yet this season that might entice her there, and she was not one to waste her pack's time and blood on a spiteful fool's errand. His suggestion of Threar did have merit, one that Kapra seemed to like. Kassander gave a caution against Imperium, while Warja offered up an opposing idea - a pack in the south that took over lands she was familiar with.
She brooded on the idea a moment as the pack quieted once again. "Kassander, I have encountered Imperium and - as you say - Yfir is not yet ready to face such a formidable enemy. Though their hunting lands seem quite rich, I do not believe we will be raiding them for quite some time." She turned her attention to Warja. "Having a working knowledge of our quarry's land will be quite useful," she told the girl approvingly. "It is an excellent suggestion. However we know nothing else of the pack itself, and that poses more danger than an untried warband need take on their first raid. We will scout them another time and learn more of them. This Threar..." she spoke now to all of them. "I am familiar with Threar and her alphas. They are insular, this is true, but that is no judge of their ability to defend themselves. I have not seen them engage another in battle and I will not assume they do not know how to simply because they choose not t. They do not, however, seem to be as vigilant of their borders as more martial packs may be, and this may negate the need for battle at all. The eastern hunting grounds are rich, and with spring settling upon them they will shortly have a surplus of prey. We will steal a hunt in Threar's lands tonight one way or another."
She lifted her hackles with a sudden fierceness, muzzle pointing to the sky as her voice raised to a snarling shout. "Odinn! Freyja! Thor! Tyr! Guide us into battle! Should we fall may we rise again to feast in Valhalla! Yfir, to me!" She gave a deep, rhythmic, ululating howl that thrummed like electricity down her toes, and leaped from the rock into the midst of the pack to lead them to Threar's borders.
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