Grouse Thicket started from the bottom

Screech didn’t seem too committed to starting a pack, but having someone to hunt with would definitely be an advantage. Perhaps this was her chance to do what her brother had done- join a somewhat aimless group of wolves her age and perhaps spin a bit of motivation into the creation of a proper pack. Then again, she did like living like a vagrant- maybe she wasn’t as goal oriented as her brother.

”Sounds good to me, buddy,” She said. ”I still kind of like to wander a bit- so like your friend, heh, I might not always be around. But I’ll touch base pretty often.” She said. ”If that’s cool with you?”