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Harley reaffirmed their strength, and she bobbed her head softly. It was good to hear of a similar sentiment from the pack. While it was not easy, she was trusting that they would come out in the end.

She then nodded to Dash, pleased to hear what she did and in no way able to fault his shortcomings regarding large prey -- there were none, anyway. So, the small prey would have to do and the skills he had used as a loner would come in handy. In these times, they just couldn't be picky and would have to take anything they could get. "Sounds good," she said, leaning back on her hindpaws just briefly before turning away herself to allow Dash to pick where he'd go first; he didn't need her to tell him how to manage on the mountain. After, she glanced to Harley. Herself? She'd round out a patrol while she was here..