Sun Mote Copse you woke the world inside of me

Odessia was not wholly satisfied with the explanation on trading. It still seemed super strange to have any sort of relationship with another pack if you could help it. Fighting for resources (or at least staying out of one another's way) was the way of the wild... not whatever this was. She could maybe see the give and take with territory boundaries as the pack grew and shrank, but anything else was absurd to her. She kept that to herself, letting the conversation continue to the next topic and dropping this one.
Waat's recruitment pitch was weak at best. Oh, how nice it had been when Viper was around... sans the whole "attacking with no warning and then dying right in front of her" bit. Out of everybody she had met, he had been the only one to truly see her for who she was: somebody who deserved so much more than anybody wanted to give her.
"I will think on it," she said.
"Farewell, Waat," Odessia added before swishing her tail and jogging east.