Firefly Glen [PHE ] there, there, baby, it's just textbook stuff

As if ticking off her fingers on how well behaved she’d been with one reason listed after the other—Akavir waited—a brow lifting, ensuring he remained quiet rather than point out that she shouldn’t have been trying to coax wolves she did not know into giving her strange food.

“Her name is Ajei,” he finally spoke—after she attempted to belittle the scenario and others further, feeling more annoyance at Kukutux being referred to as ‘Grandma’ as if it were something to sneer at.

The fact Mae had cursed them out was no surprise to the man—but it certainly did little to soothe his disappoint, and perhaps that could be noted from the frown that came upon his features. “You believe Mae needed defending from a particularly shy girl who had come to say hello?”

He lifted a paw to rub at his temple—giving a light bewildered shake of his head before he settled back. “‘Grandma’s’ name is Kukutux. She is known as Moonwoman and she is the figurehead for three different tribes.” It was impressive—particularly given they seemed less keen on bloodshed and battle to claim their land and grow their numbers.

“This hunt is a way for the nearby packs to gather together and learn of one another—to socialize, and strengthen ourselves. Knowledge is power, Cygnet. Alliances can be powerful.” He blinked—eyes searching hers— did she understand?

“I told her we would take our leave. Moonwoman is trying to encourage me not to—so, here comes some tough love, because you and Mae are better than this. You will earn your rights to the hunt, now, given the original invitation had been extended by these people in good faith that we would not be assholes at their organized gathering. Moonwoman has suggested some cleaning can be done—assistance around the camps.”

He paused, standing to his full height, then: “You and Mae will give the girl a full apology. And you will then report to Kukutux. She wishes to speak to you both.”