Lifa listened intently as Jason recant the tale of the robed man and missing packmates. The mysteries of the eldritch and supernatural were still exotic enough for her that she founds a sliver of excitement in their imagination.

Then Lifa listened to Laughs propose his idea - the spirits were bringing the four of them together as a pack.

"In such a case, a more formal greeting might be more apt." Lifa followed after Laugh's, her sombre delivery in sharp contrast to the giddy excitement she felt within.

"I'm Heart-of-the-Storm, Crescent Moon of the Get of Fenris."