Verdigris Ravine we both knew it was true

The Tribe has mediators, S'ari explained, calmly. A problem arises, yes? So what do we do? We go to a mediator, who helps smooth the problem over. If the problem cannot be smoothed over, someone must choose to leave. If no one can choose, the mediator chooses. But the mediators do not lead. When there is no strife, the mediators are simply Tribe, the same as the rest. Each coyote chooses for themself what they wish to do. Hunt? Sleep? Mate? It is no matter.

S'ari hesitated, realizing for the first time that she had not thought to wonder who the mediators were now, in this new Tribe. S'ari supposes... she is a mediator. The others... they do not know the ways of the home Tribe. So... S'ari is... the only one, for now. She frowned, for she did not like this responsibility suddenly thrust upon her. However, she realized that she had been mediating, in a way, since the beginning. That thought calmed her. Most mediators are older than S'ari, older and wiser--perhaps--but there are no older ones. No one but Zoug, and he does not speak our tongue. So... it must be S'ari.