Sun Mote Copse all my friends are turning green

To make mom and dad proud. Wraen had heard this phrase before from a dear friend of hers and it made her wonder, whether both he and Nellie said this, because they were still very young and craved appreciation from the outside. For she had never harboured such thoughts neither the first time, when she had been a leader, nor now. She sometimes entertained herself with musings of, what would Osprey and Dante think, if they knew, how much she had achieved, but those were just daydreams. Her driving force was... here she had to think harder, because she could not name one. 

Incidentally that was the thing Nellie asked next. "No, not really. Contrary to popular belief, leading does not mean wearing a shiny crown and showing off," she told. "I am directly responsible for many things. Hunts, diplomacy, inter-pack relationships, keeping things smooth and going within the group, aiding, advising, standing up and finding compromises. It is tiring and it is a lot to take," Wraen smiled. "You may be surprised, but leadership for most wolves is the least desireable position. It is easier, when someone else does the thinking for you."