Stavanger Bay Won't see me closing in

Though she'd been indisposed when the call had sounded, Doe had heard and marked it all the same. The kids were settled, now, and under the care of another packmate - and the red woman had gone out to greet the familiar voice that'd drifted to her from across the shore.

"There are plenty of grown women for you to accost, Murgash," Doe called as she approached, teeth flashing in amusement by eyes in a mother's savage protectiveness. There would be no more children born after Mannoah's if she had anything to do with it, and besides - Chusi was only a child herself. No older than Qilaq, if Doe's discernment was correct.

"Hello, Chusi," she added when she'd come close enough to speak instead of yell. "Are you taking good care of that old coywolf?"