It's time

"Speech"

To the Armada! She passed her test, obviously! She was not dead! And he was currently also not beating her up, she probably had some time before he started that up again so his stitches and leg could heal.

He was so large though, even injured she knew he could outrun her tiny legs in one bound, and he probably had so many of those eyes and ears he spoke of earlier watching her every move. He didn't bother trying to run off. Besides! She had a job to do! A place in a pack again! The bottom rung won't be too bad right?

She bounded after him after she grabbed the fox pelts he had given her as a bed, his one step to her three, she was grateful to stretch her legs again. They continued on deeper into the mountains, cold mountains. Her desert fine fur probably won't help her much in the colder seasons here.

A waft of warm air from the caves was a welcome gift. She had nearly forgotten what it was like to feel truly warm again. She looked around, food prep area, got it, storage and storage, got it got it. She shuffled off the fox pelts in the first storage area. She perked his ears at him and glanced at him sideways,
"Heated water system?" She excitedly asked. She had heard of heated water systems, did it have pipes? How was it heated? She dashed on down left.