Whitefish River I sure need a lazy summer day

It bothered Dulce to think that the pack one knew as family might be so willing to break one's confidence. Honesty was important, yes, and if she noticed that a packmate was weak in an area, would she address it? Yes! It was the idea of being so generally discouraging, and to a youth no less! She figured that it didn't matter anymore; Fern had found herself a new family, one that Dulce was confident would only serve to build her up from here.

They sound mean, she breathed, turning to face the girl for a moment, I think you are good at hunting. Better than me. If she needed to, Dulce could certainly survive on her own (as had been proven), but she was in no way a hunter. She humored the thought of being Fern's apprentice instead of the only way around. Evergreen is a...a fisher, too. He can teach you. It wasn't like an Alpha to say no to such a request, especially not for one as soft as theirs.