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Finley pouted at him. Although he found it amusing and stuck his tongue out at her, he wasn't going to play games over something like this. Hunting was his job (well, one of them) and another was keeping his pack members safe and not leading them into overly risky situations. He didn't want to see his bear fighting Beta hurt before she even had a chance to properly heal from her last round of injuries.

"If you can think of a way to distract her and separate them, I'll change my mind," he said quietly. Maybe if one of them could incite the mother to give chase, the other could go after the calf. But he would wait to hear whether Finley could come up with a plan. She was a Gamekeeper too, after all.