You and the fat one don’t make much of an effort to be quiet.

But you can still get sick. The humans take care of you if you get ill, we know that. But there are no humans here to protect you or feed you. You can starve, or freeze, or be torn apart by dogs or foxes, or be killed in battle.

You will have to work for the Clan. We expect all of our members to be loyal to the death, including you if you join us.