(Sparks) Dale and Kenny

[Cabochard]

Ary nodded at Spire. "I'd appreciate that. The Cahalith always seem to get advance warning when something goes wrong. It's nice to have that advance warning with you." She looked at Dale and Allison, both of whom were being strangely quiet. Had she stumped the Alpha? It seemed like a simple enough question.

She waved a hand in front of the two silent companions. "Hello? You two still here?" Or maybe they'd been abducted by aliens. Or Spirits.

[Dale Hunt]

Dale listened to Kenny's words, interested in the Cahalith's dream. While he didn't have a good understanding of such things, having someone in his pack with the powers of prophecy could certainly prove beneficial.

"Yeah, I'm still here," he snapped back at the other Rahu, his predatory eyes glaring into hers for a moment. "I was interested in what Kenny here was saying." Likely more interested in that than dealing with the insolent pup and her demanding tone. "Right now, Luna's Fury is claiming Clarksburg as our turf. It's southwest to the city," he finally said in response to Aryana, cracking his neck a couple of times after saying the words. "Once Sacramento is back in the hands of Luna's children, we will lay claim to part of it of course."

He wasn't going to get into more details about it with her, because it didn't concern her at this point. However, the Rahu knew which sections of the city he would lay a claim to. The turf that once had belonged to the Crusaders, would eventually belong to him. He was the only surviving member of that pack, and he would fight to reclaim what had once belonged to them.

[Kelreth]

Warrior's Eye

Allison can tell that Aryana is less powerful than herself.

[Cabochard]

Ary frowned as the woman slapped her hand away and quite clearly starts to fall into her own anger. "Oh, my apologies, miss. It seems that in my attempt to understand the local packs, as I should, I have asked some questions. Why, I should be punished on the spot for the audacity I have demonstrated." She doesn't grace the woman with a snarl, or even a sizing up. Those were the tools of those who intended to violate the agreement of safe ground, and she was not one of those, despite how rare they seemed to be.

Her eyes fall back on the Alpha, although she is including Allison in her words. "As it happens, I do have a plan. Form a pack, stake out territory. There is no other real goal for our kind. My question was asked so that I would not end up on territory the local packs have fought for. But, clearly, you don't think that an important question to achieving that goal is actually knowing what that territory is. Unless I've missed something and the entire city is already claimed." Her eyes return to Allison. "And what is your plan? Find someone to bare your neck to and lick their boots, whether or not you know anything about them?"

[Dale Hunt]

Dale was pleasantly impressed with how Allison handled the insolent Iminir, a smirk forming across his lips as he watched her in action. When Aryana responded, he mostly just tuned her out. It was the same typical bullshit that most Storm Lords went about, thinking that they just had to be leaders due to their Tribe affiliation and what not. If she wanted to form a pack, then she was free to do so and figure her shit out on her own.

When Kenny spoke up, the Rahu turned his attention to him and nodded. "He's right. We've got enough in our hands with the Anshega," said the Alpha of Luna's Fury. "Y'all can resume this when we've dealt with them." After all, if both women were gonna have some beef between them, he wouldn't stand in the way once Sacramento had been reclaimed.

"Aryana, you say you want to form your own pack? Well, go on. Do that. Once you are an Alpha, we can discuss territory issues," said Dale to the Storm Lord in a matter-of-fact tone. There was no malice or anything, he was simply being blunt and honest with the pup. "But if you are gonna try to lay a claim on any turf in Sacramento, you better join in on the fight." Because, there was no way in hell that he was gonna let some newbie roll up and claim turf she had not fought for with her own teeth and claws.

"Unless you've got anything else, I'd suggest you go find some prospects for this pack of yours," he added after a brief pause, offering her a quick wink.

[Cabochard]

Aryana had no idea where the conversation had gone wrong. Yes, she might have been a little brusque, but they hadn't been any better. And not answering her questions didn't improve it. She had a moment where the thought Typical Suthar Anzuth. whisked through her brain, but she clamped down on it and killed it before it could take hold. No. That was not the right way. A person was to be judged on their behavior and personal achievements, not those of others of their kind. That thinking bred prejudice.

She would have fought for the last word. But, she couldn't think of any. The purpose of taking the last word was to placate the other person and 'I will, you'll see' didn't sound good. It sounded like a petulant child telling her parents that she was going to run away and join the circus. Instead she opted to get to work. Just because one pack in Sacramento was led by a moron with no understanding of what 'cooperation' means, beyond 'I fight, you fight too', didn't mean all of them were. An individual was judged on his own merits, not those of his comrades.

Without saying anything more, Ary walked off to find someone else to talk to. One of the people Dale had pointed out. At least that conversation had been useful for something.

Ary rejoins the main thread.