Emberwood I'd dance in a storm in my best dress.

There were some questions that didn't have answers. A moment of heavy silence passed. Bhediya searched her mind for what to say next. Ibis, she sighed, It's not your job to feed us. That's not all that leaders do. She stopped and tried to make eye contact. We'll all feed each other, 'cause that's what a pack does. Thoughts of Morningside raced through her mind. 

Bhediya sighed and shook her lowered head. We might not have made it on our own. You brought all of us together, and by yourself, too! You've done just a wonderful job. Toward the end, her voice grew softer. What was being said was meant for their ears only. Every new leader has a moment of doubt, you hear me? The key is to push past it.