Nova Peak they want the drip, they want the glow

chani exhaled with visible relief and a reflective sweep of her tail, as if to dispel even the tension of a single moment. "sorry. we know de rise be huntin' west of us, an' cross paths often, and hunt tog'eter. but we have always had de option of huntin' east, too." and she did not think that her family wanted to surrender those grounds just beyond the tangle with their small pools of inland freshwater.
"i would like dat. i cannot speak for everyone but i t'ink it would be easier," chani stated with a wry grin. 
the tangle could be a second rendezvous for the older pups of the three packs, she realized, and then she wondered aloud, "do it be hard to start your own pack?"