Hoshor Plains don't let your fears win

I figure we can fade this here if that works! Then we can have another... somewhere? Maybe back at PHX? :)

She understood his words on a logical level, yet like Sart she couldn't truly comprehend such abstract concepts as winter, starvation or death. Her taupe fur prickled slightly as she pondered the last one. Although she couldn't quite grasp it, she nonetheless feared it instinctively. Regipre was nothing if not pragmatic. More important than staying with her family—hell, even more important than obeying her superiors, the wolves—was survival. After all, nothing else mattered if you were dead.

Reek wasn't insisting, not in the direct sense of the word, but Reggie interpreted that he very much desired for them to go with him. She could not think of an argument beyond wanting to stay with her mother and brother. But if this was for the best... she and Sart must go. She didn't know what would happen to Tomahawk and Papref, though she couldn't get caught up in her concern. If Sart hadn't been there with her, Reggie would have left her behind too, if it meant simultaneously obeying this wolf's wishes and giving herself a better chance at life.

"OK," the older, wiser of the two pups said decisively after a long moment. Her pale blue eyes shifted to the den's mouth one more time. She didn't see Papref and there was no sign of Tomahawk's return. "We go with Reek," she said aloud for Sart's benefit, then made ready to follow after him. Regipre would not look back.