Worth a million dollars

Lefty took advantage of their freedom. They were given rights to roam, and this time the roaming had taken them to the West of Armada, though their pelt still smelled of the pack.

Alongside them, March and Storm-Eye kept careful pace. March shuffled at a leisurely stride, blunt head thrust down into snow.

Lefty decided that the best thing to do was to look for something to use as building materials-- and so they came to be on their hind paws, dragging a nest to the ground to rob it of insulating feathers. When they heard crunching footsteps, their head raised. "Hail, stranger."