King Elk Forest lift ev'ry voice and sing

With a firm nod of her head, Queenie told Delight, I don't care if they're willing. In fact, I'd prefer if they weren't; I like a challenge. It was comforting to know that she had an actual place in the pack now, whether reflected by her rank or not. She was going to be responsible for training the protecters of her pack and Delight would make sure of it. He was going to be thinking about her.

The air was frigid and blew with a certain ferocity that Queenie couldn't help but acknowledge. Winter wouldn't last much longer and it seemed like it knew. There isn't a lot that happens around here, you know? There were benefits to being so secluded, but Queenie still hadn't quite warmed up to it.