"Again, I...hope you can understand that I cannot give too much information, but yes, that is essentially the case." Ahnasha answered. Instead of individual packs in the wilderness, we have organized into clans. They existed well before any of us were lycans, of course, but we have helped to expand them, and connect them to one another. There are clans in every province and nation in Tamriel. Political boundaries don't mean much to us, since we all have something in common, and we're all working for the same goal. I suppose it is not accurate to say that we 'created' all of it, but we did help to organize what was already there. It's part of the reason we have traveled so much."

Briefly, Ahnasha paused and gave a glance in the direction of Meesei. "I know I have given you a lot of hard to swallow information all at once. I just think you deserve to know everything I can tell you. Is there anything I can do to maybe...reassure you that I am not lying through my teeth?" Ahnasha asked with a chuckle.

Newt actually had an easier time understanding Monderyn's explanation than he might have expected. He did not quite know why he had never seen this new brother before, but Newt did have an understanding of family from the pack. Granted, it was not a "traditional" understanding of family, but at the same time, Monderyn was also not Fendros' brother in the traditional sense. "You're uncle Fendros' brother? Rhazii is my brother, so...you're my uncle too!" Newt said excitedly. Before Monderyn could give a response, Newt had already started to hug his leg.