Broken Antler Fen Я научилась тебя терять

"Mmm-mmm," the she-dog hummed in agreement. Though she may not have been here long, she had had nothing but a good time so far. It was fun being part of a pack, helping catch prey to fill caches and...well, digging caches. Otherwise, she hadn't been here long enough to do much of anything else and was entirely sure where she would be utilized best by her wild cousins around her. Helping stockpile food seemed like a safe bet for now. "Vell, it is sortof like this, like a pack. There's lots of us running around all the time and we help the two-legs by pulling their sleds, guarding the animals that they eat and feed us. But since we live vith the two-legs it's more like they are the leaders. They have all the power."