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Killdeer thought her reasoning was sound, which was a wonderful commendation. She smiled but didn’t say anything, letting him finish. Even after he did, Pie didn’t speak up right away. She pondered his words, savoring and digesting them slowly.

They have to be charismatic, right? she said, thinking of Alaric. I know about the other Moon villages, she continued, but that’s about it. Tiuttuk paused, weighing her next words. I don’t mind the thought of working on ambassadorship or even recruitment—those are ‘leaderly’ things, right?—but I would like to put my focus on things right here at home.

Suddenly, doubt drifted across her face. She wanted to branch out and learn new things, even those that didn’t necessarily appeal to her personally. And she truly didn’t mind the idea of forging connections outside the pack. But that would never be Tiuttuk’s real focus, she didn’t think. Would her homebody tendencies make her ineligible for leadership?