White Moon stalked outside, spitting at the otter. "You are useless to a pack of wolves. What are we to do when the food runs lean? Eat you?" She laughed coldly and sat on her heels beside the alpha. "You are nothing more than a snack, and don't you forget that. I'll eat you in a heartbeat, with or without permission."
Thinking about what she'd just said, she pawed the ground and buried her nose in the snow. "Retard..." She snapped, berating herself a little, under her breath. "Now then..." She looked up at the otter man, a curious smile on her face.