Northstar Vale friends in high places

She chuckled at a sudden thought. "Maybe we should run off and start our own pack," she quipped. "A pack for wolves who stick together, who know what they're doing." Her ears flicked. Was that treasonous? Regardless of whether it was or not, Chusi and her gang were never around to hear anything she had to say, anyway.

Miyako noticed the odd way Regan ate the kill but said nothing, keeping to herself. She was nearly full, and with one last tear with her white canines, the meat came free, slid down her throat, and satiated her at last. Now her mind worked as to where they would take this bounty for the rest of the pack to enjoy.

"You mentioned a cache," she said to Regan, licking the blood and fat from her chops. "Will you show me where all of them are in the Vale, so I know where to take my prey?" Miyako, if it was possible, wanted to be the pack's main hunter, the one that brought home the bacon for her brothers and sisters in arms. But she needed to know where to put the food in the first place.