all bark but no bite

The mountain had been quiet, of late. The wolves rarely came to her with concerns or reports, which while disconcerting was also comforting. It meant either that all of the wolves had abandoned the pack or that they weren't doing anything terribly troublesome for her. The Alpha was pragmatic in the ways a wolf could be pragmatic, and was of the opinion that silence was much better than the baying of hounds seeking blood for the transgressions of her followers.

She had spent the last couple days cooped up in Lecter's den, forcing herself to swallow his wretched herbs to rid herself of the stomach bug that had crawled its way into her system. Given the first opportunity, Jinx had escaped the suffocating confines and sought the breeze that permanently caressed the mountainside. No amount of willpower could make an indoor wolf out of an outdoor one, and the Kesuk was definitely an outdoor wolf.

She hadn't gone very far from the den, only to one of the Ghost Rock Network entrances, when she spotted their new addition picking her way along the mountains. What had drawn Jinx to Cara initially to bring her into the pack was her grace and streamlined build, which complemented the heftier bodies of many of the males in the pack. Momentarily, the Alpha wondered whether that grace was wasted on the mountain when the Kappa stumbled, but rather than making a snide remark like she ordinarily would have, the pale female crept closer and called out, “careful. We wouldn't want you injured on your first week.”