Redhawk Caldera DNA Mad Scientist

He explained himself. Although Towhee found his reasoning acceptable—particularly the bit that included his efforts toward the war—she decided she would give Quixote a task. That seemed to be her thing lately: delegating small, purposeful missions to her pack mates.

"All right, well, this isn't your old pack. They're nearly yearlings, so you should get to know them." The way she leveled her gaze, she hoped it was understood that it wasn't merely a friendly suggestion but a command. "Maybe some of them would appreciate some training from you," she added, "and you could absolutely use that sort of experience to earn your own trades." Hint, hint.