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Zaria looked to the side at Mason and then instantly shook her head. Her green eyes were rather strict for a moment before they softened. "No," she spoke verbally to give her strictness some extra effect. "Alphas Fitz not happy if you use them. Murder is bad. Murder means bad wolf. Mason not bad wolf. You can only use call when mean it. I hopes Mason never mean to kill," he pointed out to the younger one.

She didn't want to make him feel ashamed for asking. He could always ask het anything she wasn't always going to answer. Zhavvi might have but she was Zaria now, and she wanted to turn her back on her previous bullshit culture. Females had no saying, well she did! She did have an opinion and her opinion was not that a pup not older than half a year could not learn such a horrible war cry.