She was an excitable little thing; it didn't take much to get the pup up and hopping around like she was on some possibly illegal and dusty substance, which of course the brute doubted. Jefferson smirked a little when she introduced herself--Church, Church... Never heard that one before--but of course, as she continued, she was a Crimson Dreams child. He had little experience with that pack even as a leader, but from what he had heard and seen of them (even if briefly), the pack was apparently harmless and not one to worry about. He'd met that other girl--Ember Phoenix?--but she was from that other mystery pack, AniWaya. Apparently it was a tribe or something... big deal.
He was taken aback a little when she began throwing out jumbled, child-tainted words that apparently were rank names, though they were foreign to the one-eyed gimp. It seemed Crimson Dreams was run noticeably different from Phoenix Valley, as their pups were frolicking around in the middle of nowhere unsupervised and their rankings seemed confusing and repetitive. Of course, he couldn't really speak of it. Phoenix Valley's ranks made hardly any sense to him at all... all the rank names were just foreign words someone probably had made up. Oh, that Iskata. "That's... good," he said, a little surprised by her extreme enthusiasm. Of course, he paused when she mentioned two mothers and wondered if she'd just made a mistake. At least she was cute, anyway. "You have... two mothers?" Well, gee. At least they were both still around for her. He'd had a mother who hated her kids and a father who vanished, apparently. Great.