Meesei's plan had been forming since she had first learned of the problems plaguing the clan. It was far from complete, as there were many details that could not yet be determined, but what she did have planned, she knew could help the clan. "There is no single solution, not to a problem this complex. Rather, there are a myriad of changes which need to be made to turn this...elaborate camp into a proper settlement. We cannot continue to approach our situation with a pack-based mentality, no matter how natural that comes. Do you know what I was before receiving Hircine's gift? I was a Treeminder, something comparable to what you might call a shaman. In my village, the Treeminder was one of the leaders of our people, and I was trained from my hatching to take on that role. I learned not only of magic, but of people. I learned how groups of people can get along, or tear themselves apart in crisis. I learned how to manage the logistics of food and supplies, and how to keep the people calm when the floods washed them away. Black Marsh is every bit as harsh as these frozen mountains, albeit in a different way. I did not stumble blindly into the leadership of my pack; Hircine guided me to it. I believe it is no accident that I find myself in this position now."

Through her explanation, Meesei showed complete confidence in her words. Hircine had been guiding her ever since the beginnings of her pack, and had given her the authority of her title. If his hounds needed a war leader, then she would take on that role. "I will not change the leadership, apart from perhaps promoting a new lieutenant, but rather, I intend to change how they view their leaders. It could take years, but I will slowly strip away these barriers that have been raised between the packs of the different lieutenants. It will begin slowly at first, perhaps just sending them on hunts with one another, or scheduling tasks to place those from different packs to work with each other. I will ease them into the change, but I will show them that they need not view their brothers and sisters with suspicion. As for our supplies, there are many untapped resources I see that we could gain with relative ease. With a coordinated effort, we can clear the lower parts of these ruins to make use of the space, and the artifacts found within. In the short term, this could provide us with more growing space for food. But, for the years ahead, we just need to look to our own people. This is a clan of hundreds, from many places and different walks of life. Lycathropy does not care about the class or status of those whom it infects. How many of our people were farmers, businesspeople? They have connections, land, resources that they have abandoned due to their condition. We could help them reclaim it, for the benefit of the clan. The farmers alone could not only feed our people, but give us surplus to sell. We could have access to more land than many of the nobles who frequent Bruma's court. I will contact other clans like ours, and advise them to do the same. If Vile intends to wage war on us, then I am going to be sure we are ready."