Blackfeather Woods till i'm swept up by the shape of all the symmetry

Jazira had been scarce ever since her entrance into the pack. Not to say she hadn't been around, but Maegi hadn't formed much of a relationship with her. Still, the call rang out, and she answered, tail swaying behind her in greeting as she approached the woman. She lifted her chin in query when she pulled to a halt.

Hello, Jazira, she said, friendly but businesslike. What's on your mind? She assumed this summons was to discuss something, after all. She wondered if she could inveigle the woman into going out and recruiting for Blackfeather.

Perhaps. . .but she would see once the conversation began.