Meadowlark Prairie Just because they're adorable doesn't mean you can let them get fat

Overlord of ice? Speedy asked with a raised eyebrow. What the hell did that mean? Was that some pack name he had acquired? He smelled lone, but he had probably belonged to a pack at some point. So far, she had decided he was a little strange, but oh well. Being strange never deterred her from making friends with someone; everyone was a little weird in some way.

She nodded at his answer. Why have you assigned yourself that duty? Speedy asked, tilting her head a little. Was he a tracker of sorts, she wondered. Maybe he kept tabs on them to hunt later when he had adequate help? She respected that. She never had much patience for tracking. She would rather just hunt things she could catch on her own and move on to something else.