Sawtooth Spire That's the sound of progress, baby!

She angered a lot of wolves, and sometimes even took pride in it. It was not her job to make everyone happy and she clearly knew that. Iqniq did not mind her attitude and still, the irritated one lingered. Shit, if he could put up with her being an asshole, he might just be able to handle everyone else too. They were all their own special brand of asshole and together, they were a band of shitheads that stood together, that protected one another, despite their differences.

"The meadow just southwest of here. The three of us drove the herd toward the Spire." Even if the male was making faces, he seemed to be fair at playing on a team, and the female too. Now if they could hunt together without problems, they could bring down a meal that would placate every hungry stomach present. Her eyes focused on Fuckface. "We know your sorry ass can hunt alone. Can you two work together and lead a group?" This to test both wolves present. The Spire could use able bodies who had wits about them, even after a disaster such as the storm.