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Ciri observed her pack-mates quietly following Kukutux' announcement, her expression neutral. It was pale-furred Valiant who first gave voice to his desires, and the swallow shifted her sunflower gaze to look upon him. Truthfully, she did not know what it meant to be first hunter. It was easy to assume a wolf with that title would be responsible for organising and leading hunts, which did not appeal to her.

She'd never been one to put herself in the spotlight. She was meant to follow, not give orders.

An ear shifted at Galana's mention of the "skilled men" around her, and her eyes were quick to find her russet featured. And women, she smiled, including the young she-wolf; they were just as capable of the hunt as their male comrades. She looked around the group again, and rose to her feet. I would support any of you, Ciri offered as she focused on the first who'd spoke. Valiant had only recently become a father, rooting himself in Moonglow, and his willingness to step up despite that new role was admirable. I will offer myself as second, as long as I'm not stepping on any toes.