Jade Fern Grove slay the nemean lion

Her ambition had been tempered over the past year by the bonds of her friends and family. They’d proven their worth to her as more than subjects and those to be oppressed in the future. But Ingram was a fire starter, stoking within her the same scrappy flame she’d had when she’d first arrived at the Rise. 

Avicus asked them what they would want to be, when they were children- and then, in front of her peers and the heirs to the pack, she had stated that she was a princess and that she wanted to be queen.

Ingram had managed to find his way to a leadership role. She considered his question, but balked, giving him a lightly incredulous smile. He seemed to think everything could simply be taken- 

Could it?

”’Cauthe the otherth would probably turn on me. They’re all related, tho they wanna default to nepotithm. I’ve had to fight tooth an’ claw to make mythelf notithed ‘Cauthe I wath an orphan.” She said, though her voice did not tremble with the admission. 

She looked down the bridge of her muzzle at him.

”How did you become a leaduh?”