Stone Circle double double toil and trouble!

Vi, though selfless in her love for So and Phi, is a little less so when it comes to other wolves. Oh, she'll hunt for the pack, give up her favorite sleeping spots, sacrifice her time to guard pups or vulnerable packmates - but in some ways, she prefers to take much more than give.

And she needs attention. It isn't always like this, but she's been alone, been without, for far too long. Back at home, there had always been someone willing to fawn over her. Dad was chief among them, of course, but she'd had other admirers. Things had never gone quite as far as she'd hoped - not with Dad prowling around - but it had always been enough to just be liked. To be watched, touched, heard, and known.

Maybe here can be like that, she thinks, but already, there is doubt in her mind. Vi has no drive for leadership, but she misses already the perks that'd come with being the alpha's daughter. It was not a rank, but it was something she could boast, something she could use. Here, she is just another wolf, and she worries that she'll go on to be a spinster with only her sisters for company.

"I'm being dramatic," she says to herself, hopping off the Very Tall rock upon which she'd been trying to attact attention for the last half-hour. The pursuit had seemed more fruitless and less dignified with each passing second. It was time to try something else. Something useful, she thinks, because maybe achievements will give her the prominence she needs.

So Vi trots toward the woods, because that's the only place she knows how to hunt, and starts looking around for signs and scents of prey.