Sun Mote Copse Perfect Mayhem

She simply nodded at the term "tribute." Epic hadn't heard of the Redhawks and she was glad to fill him in, though before she could, he asked a distracting question. Wildfire wondered which pack he meant—because it certainly wasn't the Redhawks—but she would have to file that question away for later. Right now, she had a history lesson to begin.

"No, Redhawks has been a pack since before I was born. My parents founded it and ruled it for years. They passed away a while ago now. Since then, the pack has relocated from the caldera far to the east to the plateau that's about an hour west of here. We're actually a spin-off from that pack, which is ruled currently by my sister, Raven's, mate, as well as my younger sister, Towhee. Hence: sister pack," the Sovereign explained with a smile.

The mention of her litter mate jogged her memory. She had mentioned the Redhawks to Epic, albeit very briefly, so she didn't fault him for not remembering. "Rave is the one who's a medic. I haven't had a chance to speak to her about tutoring, though I can do that soon, if you like."