Stavanger Bay It's better to follow me

Life-debt. A heavy term, yet that was what she owed the woman and she would never forget it. In her pack, a life-debt had been a heavy thing, and one could chose almost anything of another, save death. To defy a life-deb would, in most cases, bring the rage of the gods upon you, and that was something the petite coyote had no wish for. She watched Atoll curiously, wondering how to explain this too her. But her question arrived instead of her possible words, and she answered truthfully. "My thanks. I have little skill in healing; hunting is my greatest skill. I was best of my tribe." she says, perhaps with a little too much pride then she ought to. 

Then she gathered her courage and went ahead with a query of her own. "Atoll, it is my pleasure to live alongside you. Though I still am afraid sometimes. One of my tribe was victim of a wolf-hunt" she says, admitting some of the nervousness she felt.