Lost Creek Hollow cause the best part is falling.

Mordecai made a fair point, to which Harlyn had no real answer.  She was not the sort to be confrontational about such things, though she supposed being an alpha now might eventually force her to be in that position.  Well, she would be prepared for it if that was one day the case.  Her family was more important to her than anything else and if that meant using violence to protect them, then so be it.  But Mordecai was certainly already aware of these things, and so she answered him with a little grin.

"I'm an expert sharer, I'm sure we'll come to some sort of an agreement with our neighbors," Harlyn replied nonchalantly, rather ready to let the topic go.  They had spent days at work trying to get the pack established and part of her wanted to forget all of the responsibility and seriousness for a moment.  Her gaze followed the rush of the water along the falls and it brough a demure smile to her face.

"I don't know why," she murmured after a moment, "But I keep thinking about that time you taught me about the stars."  She turned her gaze skyward then to search for the little red star overhead - Antares he had called it.  After a moment she spotted it.  "There it is.." she said quietly.