<strong>Sam</strong><br/><br/>"It'a alrigh...t I am going a little deaf in my old age." Bronwen said as she took another swig of her drink, and wrinked up her nose, looking more closely at her, one could see the missing couple of fingers and the scars on her arms, and they were certainly not self inflicted, whatever aupice or tribe she was the Uratha was reletively calm and self assured.<br/><br/>"Sam is fine enough, I mean Bronny is hardly a murder death kill  name, and well ..." She nodded her head towards ther Alpha. "Do you think Alan sounds dangerous." The Ruha gave a chuckle, of course she knew she was giving away information but nothing too much. If Sam wanted to offer more that was his perogative, Alan and Cath would make the final choice. "How about Rover, or Chappie....that might fit better for you."<br/><br/>After taking another drink the smile passed a little from Bron's face, "Look joking aside, I am expecting you will be welcome, as long as you dont bring shit here.  Its more than just a pack, and there are those that cant defend them selves." It was then she gestured to the children that were also a part of the group.