Otatso Wetlands Traveling used to be fun

A male. A female. Three puppies. Five wolves without a pack. Packless was an educated guess based on her previous encounter with the male who was dissatisfied with life overall. It seemed he was still hanging on to this crew for some reason or another. She imagined he'd be very successful on his own, but he was duty bound to this brood. Nobel of him. She would not have been so chivalrous had she been in his footprints. Oh well.

The white female with red eyes confirmed her suspicions. No pack. Terrible timing for such a thing given the season. Nevertheless she was significantly less surprised with the news than her sister who turned her eyes in her direction. Nochtli was vague. That was fine. She could be too. Citali offered up a shrug. It was noncommittal and meant nothing. Nochtli had this under control. Citali didn't need to say anything.

Instead her gaze turned towards the male with question in her eyes. Still with them? her expression seemed to ask. They could have their own silent dialogue whilst the other two chatted out loud. The children were unimportant in this. Their decisions were being made for them.