and you're to tell him nothing personal

The assassin only snorted softly. He reminded himself that it was not his place to question his alpha, though her interest in her Beta surprised and even revolted him. If she really did love this cranky old bastard, then let her. Long history indeed, he thought. She must have been only a pup when he was three years old.

The healer turned towards the young white wolf. She claimed to have interests in the field of outrider, a trade he was familiar with. "I am trying to gain an Outrider trade myself." he said to the yearling. "Perhaps we could go patrolling to start you off." He already had a schedule of patrols that he kept. One at morning, one in the afternoon, one at night. He varied the locations he monitored each day, keeping track of where scents were found and otherwise. He felt rather proud of his skills as a scout and patroller, as well as his hunting abilities.