Stone Circle brother i go to my lair to die

She wasn't quite sure what he meant, so Regipre took a moment to ponder the query. Then it clicked. Shardul wanted to know how many the wolf pack numbered. Things might have changed since that fateful day when Saena's subordinate had mutilated her leg at the Alpha's command. And though she was a clever and observant beast, Reggie wasn't necessarily that adept at counting.

"The two of them and a few others. There are some pups there too." She remembered running into the one, though she couldn't recall her name. She had been a pest. Regipre wouldn't mind seeing her killed along with the Alpha pair and the whole lot of them. Even Auntie. "They deserve to die. All wolves deserve to die," the young coyote thought aloud, wondering if the big cat agreed.

She pressed her lips together, then bent over her meal, polishing off the rest of the duck and then shifting her weight onto one flank. Reggie kept her head upright and began to absently groom her stumped leg with a pink tongue, looking very catlike. She had always favored felines in her mannerisms, though now more so than ever before with a cougar for a Khal.