Stavanger Bay nobody makes me bleed my own blood

Although Umbra didn't seem very impressed with her, Moorhen was accepted into their ranks. This was fine with her; she was not sure she was very impressed with the younger wolf, but first impressions were sometimes like that. She would withhold judgement, she decided, just in case she and Umbra were the only women around. She didn't want to make an enemy in her own home, after all.

Thank you, said Moorhen with another wag of her tail, and this time, she spoke a little more warmly than before. How many others are with you? What are they like?