Dawn came, and Reverse awoke earlier than most. He wanted to sleep in after the long night, but first he went and cleared the rotting prey from the pile. As he walked back to camp after disposing of it, he was joined by Amber, who had a large rabbit in her teeth. I thought there would be no more night hunts. He said harshly to the young wolf. Then I'm in luck. I'm not a pack wolf. she retorted in return. Hey, I have another rabbit I need to take back. Mind carrying it for me? She asked him. I'm not your pack-horse. He snarled. She stopped and looked at him. Alright then, I'll go back for it later. And don't think I was trying to order you around, I'm just not big enough to carry them both. She said, walking again. He paused for a moment, then sighed. Where is it? He asked. C'mon, I'll show you. She began walking back to the spot of the kill. After they collected the other piece of prey, they walked back into camp, together.

Saeliera rose and stretched, before stepping out of the den. She noted that there was no rotting prey in the kill pile, and went around, making sure everything was alright. Then she had an evil idea: Wake the other wolves up early as a way to make them think hard before asking to go on a night hunt. She howled, loud and high, and was rewarded with the sound of pups yipping for milk. 'That should do the trick,' Saeliera thought.