She looks at Felix then jerks her head back and sets her eyes determinedly in the direction of havoc pack camp. Your not ready to be a leader he must not die. Graystar thought gloomily.
Jet was out in the hunting grounds sniffing for prey when he smelled mole. He had already collected a big enough pile and it would feed the pack. Do you want to waste food for the sake of showing off? Jet stared at the mole for what seemed like forever when he finally decided, it’s not worth it. And with that he headed to camp dragging his catches with him.