[Sodium_noir] a Company of Wolves

[Spikey]

Chester, Nez, Poe, Korben
Bone Gnawer, Uktena, Raven spirit, Bone Gnawer
The Isle of Crabs

"Ready to go?" Nez looked to Chester, waiting for his ok. She was eager 
to cross, but although Chester seemed easy-going, she could not afford 
to insult him. Better safe than sorry.

"Ready!" The Elder Garou said with a voice that hinted at tiredness and hope all at once. "But this is your show, the both of you are top dogs here. I'm just along for the ride and to help where I can. Eventually one of you is gonna have to step up to the plate and become pack Alpha, till then its a two man democracy. I go where you say!"

He holds up a hand already growing a little larger as he effortlessly shifts into Glabro. 

"Forget Rank and priveliege, so long as you don't spit on me and rememebr yer manners consider me a willing follower!" he smiles a canine smile. "And get a hurry on, the Moons coming up!"

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