nothing can save you

The smell of food came to her nose before the smell of her subordinate and Beta did. Tonravik paused in her journey, turning and finding the white one immediately. The woman moved with grace despite her bearish lumber and discomfort, noting the dropped carcass and then, the pale wolfs face. Having just had her fill of the moose she had tracked and waited with, the leader did not deign to make a play for the grouse, only waved her tail in turn. But that tail lifted, urging the other show her that her place as Beta, her second, was remembered; Tonravik had been gone for two weeks with Iqniq, and as her head lifted as well, she reinstated her place.

"Nanuk," she greets gruffly, eyes falling once more to the grouse before she gestured to the direction she was traveling.