Blacktail Deer Plateau a chorus of light

Grezig had been looking around, not at Minori, after she finished speaking, but she turned her head back immediately at the dark female’s expression. Minori looked… excited. Grezig raised an eyebrow in a questioning look. ’You know about fighting?’ Minori asked, and Grezig grunted a yes. ’I was a general.’

The term general was unfamiliar to Grezig, who had grown up in a pack with words like warrior and fighter. She assumed, though, from the topic of their conversation, that Minori must have meant some kind of warrior—a good one. Grezig grunted again to show that she was listening. Then Minori went on to explain how she and Corvus had met. It reminded her of her own meeting with Corvus. “I fought and hunted with Corvus, as well,” she said, “though, not in that order.” She paused for a moment, allowed the smallest of grins, and said, “I won, also.”