Angels on the moon

Bazi snorted. The pup's attitude was very zen, and it made a lot of sense to be that way - if she failed to meet up to Fox's expectations, it would be the end of her whether she was sent away or put down by Ferdie. But Bazi wanted drive in her pack-mates - she wanted fire.

"Do you feel ready?" she asked instead. There was no point in trying to cram anything else in - certainly not sparring. Either Nightingale would pass her probation, or she wouldn't.