War of lies

“Good,” crooned the Alpha female. She had expected no less. Though she wasn't privy to Erika's encounters of late, she assumed that the lone female had investigated the other packs in the region and found Silvertip Mountain best suited. It seemed the most logical course of action for any lone wolf to do some “shopping” before selecting a pack.

“We do not tolerate rivals getting too close to our borders,” she said, “but you have already witnessed this. We are otherwise a normal pack. Our communal denning area is within the mountain for protection from the elements.” Ghost Rock Network was one of Jinx's favourite locations, and she gestured with her broad muzzle as though to lead both wolves in that direction. Not wanting to make Sitri feel like a third wheel, the woman looked over her should in hopes of catching his eye.

“Sitri, why don't you tell our new sister a little about what kinds of jobs we hold in high esteem here?”