Sun Mote Copse Perfect Mayhem

His next query gave her pause as she considered the list of members in her pack. "Yes. There's the two families, the Redhawks and the Blackthorns, and they're very tightly-knit. It'd take forever and a day to list out who's related to and in what way—sometimes there's more than one—but suffice it to say, we're all family here. That includes you now as well."

She smiled at him, though it faltered somewhat, becoming a bit sheepish, as her stomach gave a snarl so loud it sounded like she'd just passed gas explosively. "Yikes," she said quietly, chortling. "I swear that was my stomach and not my bowels. I should get something to eat. Would you like to come with?"