Lost Creek Hollow There's some miscommunication

Shikoba was happy Jazz had someone here with her related by blood. She was lucky, despite her tragedies. Shikoba didn't even have a relative to talk to, just the stars instead. Shikoba didn't mind though, she just wished she could destroy those humans who killed her family. Until then, she would remain here in Lost Creek Hollow and wait it out while planning to destroy the cougar.

Jazz said she liked being in the pack and asked how Shikoba favored it. The woman nodded her head with a gentle smile. "Pack is nice. Pack is family." A pack was always a family to the druid, nothing could change that. The ties between one another were too great to sever, packs were almost bound to each other.