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Each wolf, especially an outsider, has their own reaction to acceptance into Dragedakru. Kendra’s excitement and appreciation causes her chest to swell and she dips her nose a fraction when the girl comes to lick her chin. She remains still except for the swish of her tail above her spine. However, she brings up her friend—something that does not surprise her—and as they pull away from one another, Heda’s lips press into a frown.

“He has a little more to do,” she says, though she does not outwardly speak of her disappointment. He had been taking care of his friend but the work he’s put toward the clan has been minimal at best. “I have seen very little of him.”