Redtail Rise It is better to yield than to come to misfortune through stubbornness

Carrion was anxious.  This was often the case it seemed, as she kept to the fringes of the pack, so Wealda watched her with a still and relaxed patience. 

The words landed strangely on her ears at first, but she dismissed the first in favor of the main.  It was not important where this came from, only that it was the role she wished.

They lacked a Haelend.  No violence had come upon them, but misfortune could come with the hunt as well.  Wealda approved.  You will learn.  It was more statement than question, but she held an air of expectation that more would be said.  None here could grant this knowledge.  She would need to seek it elsewhere.