Plundering Songs

The next morning, I got to work alongside the members of Alpha Dan's pack, and I noticed a dissonance between them and my pack members. Gone was the openness that my pack members had displayed when they had first arrived, in its place was a hostility they did not bother to hide.

Calling Seth over, I asked him what the entire skirmish was about.

“Seth, I see that you do not get along the best with the allies. Is there a problem? Everyone in the pack seems to be following your lead, more or less, and I don't want any fights to break out.”

Seth, usually a man of few words, opened his mouth and shut it, like a fish, seemingly deciding on what to say to me. Finally, he came to a conclusion, and met me in the eyes, the blinding blue of his keeping my focused on what he had to say.

“Alpha Layla, they are bad vibes. There's something about all of them that just isn't right, and while they works, they sing songs of plundering and destruction, and we don't like that in our pack. I'm sorry.