Phoenix Maplewood I never knew such reforming zeal

The brown one? Saena wracked her brain, trying to come up with who that might be, but aside from Citali, there was only one brown wolf in the pack: Arion. Though he'd apologized for his unruly behaviour at Redtail Rise, the alpha female didn't have much faith in his altruism. Like Reek, Arion seemed to do things that benefited him directly. He wasn't often charitable. "You'd be hard-pressed to get him to help," she informed Citali, "but I will pass along the word if I see him. Maybe even make it a command if he's being an ass about it." Or maybe Citali could command more of the gamma's respect, but that was a jealous thought indeed.

Saena was taken aback when Citali began speaking of the badger as if it was a dish rather than a pest. She pondered it, remembered how she'd met a wolf hunting a badger once before, and decided that Citali must have a point. "I've never tried it," she admitted, trying very hard not to sound doubtful about its taste and texture, "but I'm not adverse to trying it. Let's go find us a badger!" With this decided, the yearling spun about and began heading inward, where there were many clearings that a badger might prefer.