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Finally, it was done. Kavik had given the killing blow and Grezig let go of its leg and sat back, panting from exertion. She caught her breath and smiled at them, something she did not do often. “Thanks,” she said to Kavik. “You too.” It had been a team effort and they had pulled it off together. This, at the very least, proved that they could work together effectively. That was always important in packs—cohesion; the ability for everyone to chip in and do their part for the good of the whole. Grezig was proud of them and herself. “Should we call for Liri and Illidan, or bring the kill to them?” she asked Kavik. She was starving, especially after all that exercise, but she would wait her proper turn. Alphas tended to take the choicest pieces of meat from downed prey, and the others in the pack fought over the rest. This is how she’d grown up, so she didn’t think to question it.