Flycatcher Downs but you lie

She hummed, as though considering the smaller ones request. We will feed, and then I will go where I please. Your pack does not interest me now, no borders will be crossed. It was what she had decided their agreement would be.

Will you tell me your name, little wolf? Her voice was kinder now, friendly almost. If they were to hunt together, both women would need to keep their attitudes in check - this one had a good face too, it made things easier.

If she had the option to hunt with a companion, she would. Dyone was unsure how long it would be until she found a pack in which she was willing to stay, or if she would at all. These opportunities could be rare.