Blacktail Deer Plateau and you'll never hear the wolf cry

Pema didn't spend much time with Cat and she wasn't sure why. Maybe thier timming just wasn't right. Both of them doing thier own thing at the same time. While talking to her Pema realized that they didn't know much about her. She knew more about Cat through rumors of the pack then through Cat herself. Going with her to visit her sister and spend some one on one time together seemed like a good idea. Especially if she could figure out some more herbs that survived thought the winter. "Sounds like a good idea. Let me know when you're thinking of heading over there." she said agreeing to Cat's proposition. 

Pema liked to think that all the stories she was told when she was younger had realistic endings and lessons. Most were, she thought, but some were only hopes. Like how good provailed over evil. From the stories Dawn had passed on from that other female, it was proof the good didn't always provail over all. When Cat spoke about it being out job to make it a reality, she hoped she wasn't talking about fighting against that other pack like Adi had been. Day had made it very clear that put into that situation they would flee, not fight. "Through example I would think. Some think we out to take wolves like those on, make sure they can't hurt anyone else. What do you think?" she asked, wondering where her thoughts lied.