We cannot command Nature except by obeying her.

She shrugged. "I guess so, though it's hard to get used to other wolves being all around you all the time." Everyone was friendly, yet it was hard to get used to doing your part for the good of the pack. Also she was still an extremely light sleeper, she couldn't get used to the hustle of the camp. Or the fact that pack was here to protect her while she was sleeping.

Eddie looked over to Ypres. A stocky, small she-wolf with distinct icy eyes. She looked fierce as her flame pelt, quite opposite from Eddie. Except that they both looked rather masculine - Ypres with her stocky body without distinct feminine curves and Eddie with her very tall, athletic build and droopy lip. Ypres still had an attractive feel to her, she had a clear, self-assured gait instead of Eddie's clumsy tripping.

"How did you do first?" The large she-wolf looked at Beric. To her knowledge, he was one of the wolves who joined Majesty first, so he must know something about the beginnings of Wheeling Gull Isle.