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As Arbiter opened her mouth to reply, she was promptly interrupted.  "We're gonna fight all the bad guys!" was Pike's response.  She uttered a slight pleased laugh, Yes you will, when you're older. He looked pretty smug about that.  Arbiter directed her next sentence to both him and Sarah, as she was answering her question as well, Dokugas are very good warriors, so I'm sure you'll be excellent at it.  And skilled hunters that will make the three of you invaluable.  Then solely to Sarah, Beyond that is up to them.  But it was a good base education, was it not?  Ensuring survival and usefulness, so that even if Rannoch and Liffey's departure spelled the end of this pack eventually (Arbiter was still pretty salty about that), the family could always find a place in another.

The next little voice that piped up was Spook, who had been holding back but now moved forward, question begging for his mother's attention, "When d'we get to hunt?" Soon, but you have to show me you're ready like your brother and sister.  AKA be brave.  Even though she said that with patience, it was obviously not the answer he wanted to hear.  Why don't both of you go tell me what's been down that trail, a point with her nose towards the rough path that cut from one side of the border to the other, well within sight, while we wait for your sister to get back.  From whatever had distracted her.  The boys, though, were happy to do as told.  It would also give the adults a minute or three to talk.

The distant yell and sudden crashing back their way sounded like yeah, it wouldn't be long.  One day she'd probably stumble face first into a porcupine or something if she kept wandering away from her mother's lessons.  Arbiter would feel no pity.