Elysian tipped her head, thinking over Luna's words. "Two omegas? It's been moons since we lost one, and that was because of a fight with a rogues." She murmured. "I've met some of your pack-mates, and can believe that. Unless your leader can get a hold of them, she won't have much of a pack left. Sorry." She shook her head, sitting back on her haunches. "That's one of the things about here, there's so many meadows in our territory, more than any other pack, that it's easy to see the sun and stars." She squinted, trying to remember the Dark Packers she'd met. "Who's your deputy now, anyway? It's their job to keep an eye on fights and make sure the ranks are working correctly.""Everyone is aggressive in Dark Pack. If there isn't a fight going on, then something's wrong. We've killed two Omega wolves in the past season. There's pretty much no order. Sure, our leader tries, but pretty much all of us are cunning and we often go under their orders. We usually do our patrols and hunting alone and only occasionally a hunter will bring something back." Luna explained with a snort. "It's really dark here too. We almost never see the sun or stars."