"We don't have to bother with the cache business," she said as soon as the boys were out of sight. Her first decree of leadership, a simple offering to shirk their duties. But it was a duty that had been shoved on her when, really, Sahalie now had her own say in what she did and didn't do, or what others did. That alone was rather astounding. As a loner, sure, it had been much the same way, and even their rag tag band had listened to her when she'd asked them to do things. But this was real now, it was official. "I mean what's the point of even finding a spot to put things if we don't have any prey?" And she did not feel like hunting, if that had been what Alastor had intended.
"I'd rather just talk," She took a seat next to a fallen, dry-moss covered log—oddly enough, the only normal tree out of the bunch, and it was dead—that would eventually become Larkspur's new "place." For a moment she simply let her eyes wander about the airy forest of narrow trees, watching the light come in. It was so different from the home she had been born to, but it felt like it suit her just fine all the same. More quietly, staring at her feet now, she admitted, "I know a lot of the time it seems all I want to do is talk." Not all of her talk was frivolous, though. If that's what this conversation became then that was fine, but there were some things on her mind, and she was sure there was stuff on Castel's.
"Whether you like it or realize it or not there's no other girls besides us here." Alastor had made that abundantly clear when he had chosen to take his brother and Larkspur with him around the borders. "And I think we're going to need to stick together. I mean. We all need to stick together but. I guess..." She sighed, her neck craning down so that she could reach up with her rear leg to itch behind her ear, "I just need some advice is all." Any other wolf might have known it as "girl talk" but Sahalie hadn't had many other female friends besides Kyna. With a pang she realized were her sunset friend here right now she would know the right things to do or say. Castel, on the other hand, well she was just getting to know Sahalie. There would be much more elaborating to do.