Lost Creek Hollow Integral

Since Joss wasn't showing his face, she guessed she was back to doing more normal boring things.  At some point she would  drag him into it though.  The one that showed up was Nunataq, that pup that screwed up her hunt and now she didn't know what to do with.  And she wasn't much of a pup any more.

A good deal of Treason's actions were more cerebral and she didn't mind a good conversation (which usually ended up snarking at someone).  So how was she to deal with someone who seemed to be so limited?  It was one thing to indicate something was good or bad -- that was easy enough to do -- but what about something more complex?  What problems would it cause later?  Oh well.

Still, Treason was restrained in all her emotions as she always was, replying with a wag or two of her tail and an inquisitive tilt of her head.  After all the work practicing to attempt to be slightly more amiable around normal wolves, it now seemed awkward to just say nothing when previously she'd have been fine with it.  She spoke more for herself than anything, Joining me on patrol, hm?  She wasn't going to stop, but did continue on closer to the borders.