Sequoia Coast it's a real little chickie!

I sure am glad you think so, Domi said with an added chuckle, My quick mouth has gotten me into a bit of trouble. She thought that from the looks of things, Ty would do fine as a leader. Inwardly, she hoped she hadn't insulted her by asking about leaders and trades; in hindsight, it might have sounded like she was assuming Ty was without. It was the exact opposite, actually! Domi thought that Ty was plenty capable. Democratiam, a democracy. A solid path. 

Domi's hunger was beginning to catch back up to her, though she didn't even have a chance to mention it before a low grumble came from her belly. She laughed and whistled, Goodness, excuse me. I could take down an elk and still be hungry. That's alright with me; I don't mind frequent hunts. That was one thing about Domi — everything that she took, she made sure she put back.