Rising Sun Valley Shierak Qiya

Whee! I'm not quite sure how the wolves would treat Tomahawk, so I'm being vague here.

Tomahawk wasn't sure how she'd gotten separated from Bazi, Kaskara, and Scimitar, but it had happened. Maybe it had been subconscious, as she could never quite bring herself to see herself as an equal (even if she believed herself to be). Oddly enough, a large, brutish wolf she knew only as the Khal was her saving grace. He understood her in a way that nobody else had. He put her where she was supposed to be all along. She was to be their servant. Suddenly, Tomahawk's life had purpose, and she was there to fulfill it.

They spoke words she did not understand, but it did not matter. Tomahawk came up to Rakharo's flank and whined, curious to know what they were saying, what his intentions were.