Blacktail Deer Plateau [j] inhale to the top of my lungs

It seemed that the female - Hawkeye Lux was fairly sure the male: Peregrine had called her - did not share her mate's discomfort at Lux's personal choices. In fact she seemed to take it with a casual indifference as if she had known someone similar before. Whatever inspired Hawkeye's casual and ready acceptance of her oddity Lux didn't know and frankly didn't care. What mattered was that though Lux hardly knew the woman, she could tell that Hawkeye and her would get along just fine. "Thank you," Slipped sincerely from Lux's lips, as she bowed her head in a sign of respect. Lux's body was her weapon, a finely tuned instrument of killing, admittedly, but also protecting. They, and the others of the pack had her unwavering loyalty and her protection. It was a relief to have a commanding officer once more, a purpose beyond existing. She could begin living again.