Silvertip Mountain with my hand upon the bible

I was waiting for my turn to post but I feel like posting order was dismissed so I guess I'll just post now~ *confused flailing*

Roadkill stood by and watched as the dog who had called them there, a sheppherd, asked for their demands. Truthfully, considering the wolves she'd met so far, Roadkill didn't really think that the wolves would give up their food, but she decided that it was worth a shot.

When one of the wolves said that they could hunt in a forest where there was a herd, Roadkill turned to look at the sheppherd that had spoken before. The wolves seemed to disagree a bit on whether or not to give the food away, but it did not interest Roadkill. She was only interested to hear if the dog that had called them here would accept the offer, and if he would lead them in a hunt for the promised herd.