Swiftcurrent Creek But I never wanna feel ashamed

Hecarim continued to spout off what seemed to be nonsense, at least for a moment. Jinx listened, still wearing the same unamused expression she had assumed when he approached her, until he introduced himself. He also apologized, though the Kesuk saw no need. There was nothing much left for him to try to steal, and should he try, she would just have to put him in his place and remind him who was top dog.

"I don't really care about that, and there are a lot of new wolves here. Happens when the pack is also new," she huffed, referring at first to the black wolf's apology. It occurred to her that he was the only dark-furred wolf in all of Swiftcurrent Creek, but it wasn't as anomalous in the wild as it seemed to her. Black wolves were relatively rare, but she wouldn't have believed it, having come from a pack heavy with dark wolves. "I'm wondering why you would approach a complete strange, who has nothing at all to do with birds, and start prattling nonsense about birds as if they should understand you."

With that, she abandoned her mostly eaten squirrel and padded down from her perch, looking Hecarim dead in the eye. "Do you know who you're prattling nonsense to?" she wondered, flipping back her ears as if daring him to assume she was a lesser being to humour his strange talk.