Larksong Grotto Michael Khors

It wasn't that she was particularly fond of her title, but having someone squirming before her was a huge ego boost. It had been enough to lord her rank over Spring back in the Maplewood, but here -- here she was the queen. Everyone knew it, too. Or at least, they would know it, if she'd get around to meeting all of Reek's recruits. As the girl floundered, Tavi quickly lost patience. She was prepared to leave her to her waffling, but then Jhala got to the point.

Hearing that Reek had somehow wooed this girl away from an established pack was.... Another ego boost, but it was tempered by something else. Apprehension, maybe? Knowing that a few wolves had followed the pair of them out of the wood and away from Saena's rule was one thing; being given the knowledge that more packs might be pissed at them too was an unsettling thought indeed. It didn't sober her much though.

So? Tavi's brow rose, and she let a snide little smirk cross over her features. You feel bad for finding a place that suits you better? That's lame, but that's life. If you didn't do it, how happy would you have been? It was a similar question to what Tavi asked herself on a daily basis. How happy could she be in the Maplewood without Ukko? How happy could she be with Saena ready to rip out her throat? And how happy could she be without Reek? There was always something, or someone, that she tossed control over to. The only one who should be in control of one's happiness was... Oneself. But that was too deep a thought for Tavi. As soon as her mind touched upon it, she felt a sneeze overtake her, and it was gone.

This pack is small. We're dedicated to keeping it small, if only to avoid the scrutiny of the Dragons; a small pack wasn't really worth bothering over, at least to Tavi, so you've made a good choice. What rank did you leave behind, if you don't mind the quesiton?