Swiftcurrent Creek winter's wife

Frankly, the meat on a bird wasn't worth the effort it took to catch one - but Bazi would not say that. It was an impressive accomplishments, even if Kieran claimed it had happened by chance, and it was a chance for the two pack-mates to bond over some menial task. Hunting wasn't chatty work, and she was too tired for border patrol.

"I don't think I'll be doing much of that," she responded, nipping gingerly at the long, stiff wing feathers. "I'm just a normal pack member now.. there are other wolves to choose from." She said it with a smidgen of self-pity in her voice, but to some extent, Bazi was a little relieved. There was time to do nothing now, and sleep, and think about frivolous crap that didn't matter. She felt guilty for it, but it was a freeing and luxurious feeling. "What about you? No leadership aspirations?"