Dragoncrest Cliffs these long cold days of grey

Ajatar, the girl said and Bobby realized he knew a little bit about her. She was the one who was supposed to be the leader when Nomi died. That was a subject he didn’t like to think about, and looking at his mom’s successor was not his favorite thing. Also it bothered him that neither he nor his siblings would be able to take lead. They were Nomi’s actual children, Ajatar was a nobody to him. It wasn’t like Bobby actually wanted to lead, he currently had no wish to do such a thing, but he felt like Blixen or Artaax would make great Heda’s someday. And here was this girl, taking away their prospects. It sucked.

Bobby’s prejudice against this girl was stacking up pretty quick, and as of now the only thing she had going for her was that she had kinda saved his ass. For that reason, she still had a chance at making friends with Bobby. Bobby. He replied with his own name, then listened as she commanded the coyote taken to the cache. He had sort of wanted to eat the coyote now, he was hungry. He wanted to protest, but he sighed instead and nodded, picking up the front end of the coyote by its scruff. You get its butt. Bobby said through a mouthful of coyote neck, a bit of a smug tone in his voice.