Heron Lake Plateau ashes against the grain

Niamh snickered, imagining the trouble the four Quiven pups would get into once they were as big as Finley and Elwood's two. For sure, they'd have their paws full with these four, especially where they had other duties to perform as well- but Niamh reassured herself that she'd be able to help out, as her only current job was to really guard the borders, and now to lend a hand in puppysitting. She could handle a couple kids, right? And it wasn't like she had leadership duties that would keep her too busy...

..Until right then, of course. Raven led her up to it, causing Niamh's ears to flick in confusion until Quixote finished the sentence. At that moment, then, they flicked back- then forward, and then one of them turned back again. "Really?" She asked, looking from one to the other. It hadn't really occurred to her that, as the highest-ranked non-leader wolf, she was technically the next in line, unless an heir or something like that was chosen from the children- who were all too young. They wanted her to keep her rank, but be a leader, and immediately, her first thought was of her best friend. "Like below Towhee, right?" She asked, inferring that that would definitely be a condition of hers. "Does she know?" She asked, then. It wasn't that Niamh wasn't up for being a leader- but it was a big responsibility, and she wanted to have all the basics nailed down before she agreed to anything.