Lost Creek Hollow Found somethin' there, chief?

Treason was a realist.  There was always the chance something would go wrong in one way or another, so her response was basically just a noncommittal, Mm.  It wasn't like it was a particularly congratulatory thing to her either -- like oh wow, you could breed!  It's not like that took a high degree of skill, as certain other wolves had proven.  It was what they ended up with in the end that would be more of a show, and she wanted soldiers.

Joss didn't really have much of a choice, anyway.  It was just much easier when people were cooperative.  Good.  Whether you do so quickly or spread it out, I don't much care.  Just make sure that it's done.  And with a sharp nod, he was dismissed to take his drooly bird.  She'd probably see enough of him in future days, just due to this task.  Treason stretched, turned once and lay down.  She was apparently just going to relax a bit before having her meal and figuring out what else to do with the day.