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She raises an eyebrow at his slip, but makes no comment on it. There are many things she can infer, but he's given her nothing solid enough to settle on one — but it's enough, she thinks, to know all is not well with his co-leader. Her gaze doesn't move from him as he continues speaking, though one ear turns slightly to catch a distant sound she can't quite make sense of.
The yearling pauses to consider his request. Hmm. What's in it for me? She asks playfully; she's already decided she will, and she doesn't really mean the question, but perhaps she's making a point here, if only to herself. Selflessness is not in her nature, and she's not so attached to the pack yet that she considers this a benefit to her. She'll do it, but she doesn't know why.