Qeya River The gentle ones can't handle me, the rough ones despise me

Sadey walked through the pack lands. She had learned the area well. She wondered after Briggs, who was smitten with the red queen. She wasn't sure how this was end, but ole Sadey be there to pick up what pieces she could afterwards. IF was his own death warrant he was signing, especially if her man came back and found another trying to get into his happy home. And what would that Kivaluk think.

She was rather fond of the youngling, though she wouldn't admit, even under pain of death she'd wager that she was.

She smelled the scent of something prey, rabbit maybe, or fawn. Her nose wasn't exactly the same. Smelling all those herbs, Miss Amalia had slathered all over her snoot. But today she started giving back what was owed. Cause Colt was thinking with his other member, not his head and they had debts to pay.