Blacktail Deer Plateau Health Class

Oh. So this is what the meeting is about. Mating season. Breeding. Raid feels an involuntary shiver run down the length of her spine and swallows, almost instinctively hunching into herself. In all honesty, she does not know if she would go into heat this year but she suspects she will and when it happens, if it happens (god she hopes to hell it won't), she wants every single male far, far away from her. Though she doubts the guys in this pack would force themselves on the women, Raid cannot bring herself to dismiss this possibility. 

Almost on cue, a guy speaks up. Engel, she thinks his name is. He asks for a guard and Raid almost gapes at him. She doesn't, of course, but she still shrinks away from him, probably noticeably, and inches closer to Pema. Her muscles are tense and taut beneath her chocolate coat and she looks as if she is ready to flee at a moment's notice and maybe she is. The others speak up - Dawn, especially, her words sharp and to the point, mirroring her own sentiments and when Raid spares a glance at Grayday, she notices he looks angry as well. 

Raid stays silent but it doesn't take a genius to notice she's on edge.