Qeya River all falls down

She listened closely to what Tambourine said, nodding at the information that he offered. It was intriguing to the young girl that their packs were structured so differently, and yet, it seemed that perhaps they might have some similarities as well. “Our Heda is the “top-dog”, so to say,” she began, borrowing his term with a smile, “But, we have two other leaders-- our Wocha and Bandrona. They specialize in the craft of fighting and ambassadorship respectively. There is another position-- the Fleimkepa who keeps the pack’s lore.” This was the position she desired, but she did not disclose this.

With her information shared, and a sudden, heavy, wave of the doe’s scent overcoming the pair, Freyja froze, lifting her tail as if to command the other to freeze. Keeping her eyes on the doe, she asked a question of Tambourine, quietly. “She’s the only one I see. Do you seen any others?”