Whitebark Stream Return

At the words properly build a pack Kiwi stiffened.  She took immediate offense to the inclination that she saw in the statement... that she would fail in what she looked to do.  What was she even talking about, neighbors?  Her pack had nothing to do with any other, that was the whole point.  Besides, she didn't even know her.  There was no way she could know better how Kiwi should go about ruling.

Strong leaders don't have to worry about it often because strong leaders have loyal wolves.  Anyone dumb enough not to take advantage of that is a danger to the pack and should be kicked out.  Kiwi responded, and the edge that now entered her tone indicated her irritation.  But I don't need to explain it to you, because obviously, you don't get it.

It was a complete 180, but in her mind warranted.  Kiwi turned and fully intended to find another patch of trees, one with strangers less offensive to share with.  She didn't need to sit here and listen to this woman tell her she couldn't lead (despite the fact, she never said that).