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Was Kvarsheim struggling? True their leader was young, but Ameline she had not been wrong when she’d judged him to be sound. Still, to hear that the pack was hungry piqued her interest; she and Ancelin had gone to Kvarsheim once, and had poked around to test the loyalties of the pack, try and pull away those who might settle with them in the valley- all had remained in their riverside home. 

It seemed now might be the time to go and investigate again.

More curious still was the way Cole spoke of the meeting. Something about his deft decree ruffled her feathers; it was the job of the Rex and the Regina to make such calls. Her pupils narrowed for a moment, and she paused. 

Better to use a skill than to smother it.

You’ve been a leaduh before, haven’t you, Cole? She asked.