Silvertip Mountain Nobody likes a tattle-tale

With his fear of Ezekiel leaving now dissipated, they moved on to talk of the others. Steady looked a little surprised that Ezekiel admitted that he and Anita didn't get along. His ears perked, his head cocking to one side. He thought Ezekiel's abrasiveness was wearing off a little since he had joined, but possibly not. Then again, there was always the possibility that it was Ezekiel who had the problem.

Why don't you two get along? he asked. He liked knowing what was going on his pack, as letting things fester too long could be cause for disaster. Generally, he felt it better to get things out into the open and settled before anything turned bad. A slight disagreement between the two could easily be mended, but if they let the anger go on instead of dealing with it, who knew how bad it could get? All Steady knew was that prey had to return soon, and any discord needed to be settled if they were going to work together.