Redhawk Caldera Children of the wild

"I just saw her yesterday," Wildfire insisted, and Shar-Kali could not think of another angle that wouldn't just be pestering. She nodded her assent and stepped forward, stretching to take the gift. She arranged the sizeable hares in a pile at her side, and asked without re-establishing eye contact, "I've seen your brother. Will he follow you out of the pack, do you think?" Was such a thing custom? Shar-Kali could no longer imagine that Fox had booted her daughter from the pack; they still spoke, and Wildfire was clearly not an obstinate little shit.

Still - had it been Shar-Kali's family, sons and daughters that thought they could do better would not be welcomed back.