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There was cruelty within the sable-shaded canine, though she was not generally the sort to resort to it unnecessarily. She had equal capacity for kindness and cruelty, and her quick-swinging mood was a testament to the spectrum of emotion the sable-shaded woman could display. As of late, her mood had been even more mutable since the birth of her children. Today, however, her mood was rather upbeat. She was glad to have caught the dottering old coyote, and now her daughter -- a spry thing with far more potential than her mother -- might join Salsola's ranks. The coyote woman did not overlook that this might be a situation dangerous to Salsola, however; she was well aware that this stranger might well betray the pack, causing far more trouble than she was worth.
The hybrid listened with rapt interest as the other canine spoke, still enjoying the strange harshness to her tongue. The hybrid did offer skills the sable-hued Auxiliary might use within Salsola. In truth, they had no good fishermen amongst them, and it was a skill they would sorely miss. The river and the ocean both were bountiful, untapped sources of food for the Salsola pack -- the island across the water and the strait of water between it and the mainland. The coyote nodded her head slowly as the other canine finished speaking, though it was not acceptance of the offer, merely acknowledgement of such; she still contemplated quietly a long moment before speaking aloud.
And if you find life hard within my pack? Would you turn and leave us behind? she inquired, genuinely curious. Salsola didn't often make a point of allowing guests a brief respite in their travels. She would have loyalty; those who would not pledge themselves to Salsola would be relegated to the Goon's rank, if they were allowed to remain at all.
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