Firefly Glen They say I'm the worst

Osiris shook his head with a smile, humored by the mental-image that Fennce's reply had conjured. For whatever reason, he thought of an arduous, duel-to-the-death type of situation—and somehow, that was amusing to him. "No, nothing like that," he assured her. "I have three littermates and four younger siblings," he began, realizing how lucky he'd been for his parents to choose him to lead. 

"My parents came to me with the idea, to lead the pack, and I accepted immediately. I had just come back from a month-long journey around the wilderness to check in on our allies—my willingness to help with such a task swayed their decision, I think," at least, that was how he had interpreted it. "I had thought that I might want to lead someday, especially after my trip, but I never imagined... this," he marveled, humbled by it all. 

"What about you?" he prompted then, wanting to know more about her. "You're here to train with Kukutux, right?"