Phoenix Maplewood I know the bowline, sheepshank, and the double overhand

She hung back now, cleaning the blood off of her muzzle as Reek and Saena darted in to feast. Knowing her place, Nochtli stood back and let them eat until it was her time to do so, her stomach rumbling quietly while she waited. The hunt had been a good one. They had all done quite well. It was a good sign that the group would be able to continue this kind of teamwork in the future and survive the winter, even if they were a small group.