Lady Mo had taken to incorporating hybrids into the battle strategy. Thankfully, the wolves Martin brought were no strangers to violence, they knew how to fight. Well, they were diamonds in the rough, a lot of them had to be taught to be less trailer park and more warrior in the battle field. Aislinn, however, she was just a meek scientist in her humans years, more prone to being bullied then to ever be caught in a fight. That being said, she had extraordinary natural power, given that Mohowauuck was her direct sire, she just needed to learn to control it. Although Aislinn was an atheist, she was raised under a catholic family, so christian holy symbols harmed her, unlike Mo. 

Magnus popped in to greet Mo in the simple private room she stayed in during the rare times that she could be found in the bunker. Aislinn sat cross-legged in front of Lady Mo as she braided feathers into Ash's fiery hair. Aislinn quickly looked over, hoping to catch a glimpse of Hale.

"Magnus, dear, it's been to long." Mohowauuck began speaking "The planning is going well, the hybrids created from the wolves that Hale brought me are being trained as we speak, those that survived the transition that is. Some are more suited for natural fighting, others are being trained with," her voice hitched a bit in discomfort "...weapons." Sacrifices had to be made in war, perhaps this compromise would give them an unexpected edge. "And how are things on your end? The human prisoner, does he live still?"