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She took her littermate’s touch as solidarity and appreciated it, though she did not return the gesture right away.  She was unused to wanting things beyond the wants of the pack.  Lately it seemed it was all she did.

Wealda can provide.  Protect.  She replied, as if in doing so she could convince herself as well.  She did not need to have the children of the Rise in order to claim them, though in truth, New Snow could have her crown in an instant if she demanded it. Somehow the hunt wife hadn’t.  Redd did not think she would.

She nudged Masque back, muzzle to shoulder, before flicking her tail in acceptance.  She would scout the eastern way as she returned.