Northstar Vale seas would rise when I gave the word

The first few days in the vale had been very similar in that she sought to refamiliarize herself with being in a pack, and to become acostumed to the territory that was theirs. She had neither been submissive nor dominant, but slipping in where she may with no obvious vying for dominance. But she was hardly the submissive type, and with a few extra meals in her she certainly felt bolder. 

She trotted through the territory which the valers had claimed with comfort, not far from the main group but instead searching for small game for which to hunt. She had attached names to most of the bodies the pack possessed, and her gaze was light as she chuffed an invitation to the nearest packmate, gesturing that they follow with a sweep of her feather tail, clearly intent on the hunt.

she darted into the corpse when she attracted another to follow, predatory gaze already searching for something to make a meal, steps light and almost soundless, not looking back to whoever followed her but instead occasionally flicking a single ear back to signal that she was still aware of the other.