Gilded Bay Actions speak louder than words

"Astute, aren't you?"  Both observations were correct, but neither was much of a secret.  In fact, despite the fact she wasn't much of one to harp on the past.... She was a pretty open book.

Pack wolves loved their titles didn't they?  Ok, she could give him that.  You got a little kick out of yours too Roz, don't deny it.  The devil in her ear itched to avoid the question.  She loved how frustrated wolves often got when the exchange of names wasn't reciprocated.  But her stomach was full and she was satisfied enough at the moment to not start something.

"Rosalyn.  Or Roz, for the lazy like me."  He was young, that was clear, though not so much so that his rank struck her as odd.  what was more strange to her was the idea that anyone could enjoy being Beta.  Her own vision of that spot was that they got much of the work and none of the true respect.  "You're the pack's first mate then, yeah?  How's that treating you?"