Falcon stood outside along with Rojer, they both wearing the colors of their pack while waiting for everyone to descend the Vale house.
“Sucks that we do not have any women to represent our pack colors yet,” Rojer said as it was the tradition in the inhuman world during first time meetings of importance with other packs, that the Alpha and Beta’s mate wear the colors of their pack. "Or, well you sort of did but-"
"We will not even go there, Rojer," Falcon returned.
Rojer chuckled. "Yea, whatever, you say, neba,"
“We will have them one day,” Falcon said as he adjusted the collar of his chunky striped, black and maroon long-sleeved shirt. “Hopefully sooner rather than later,” He added as he thought about how completely and utterly lacking Alora was in such situations
