Sarah caught a shift of scents on the wind, and rolled her eyes when she realized that one or both of her brothers had likely convinced their mother to hold a full pack meal with the venison. Instead of continue through towards the hill and the family home, she instead headed for the large dinning hall and proceeded him inside. Evey single member of the pack turned to look at them and she heaved a sigh.<br/><br/>"Guess I'm doing the introduction then?" she asked, sarcastically. "Jason, the pack. Pack, Jason. There, all done. Come, your the Alpha's guest, you get to sit by the fire." she told him, heading towards her family and their long table across the large fireplace. There were two smaller fires on each wall that didn't house the door. Leading the way up to the main table, she spoke about the groups. "Those good with their hands or paws, unfortunately sit way back here. Wood collectors are next, then we've got the scavengers and none are marked because we can't risk sending marked ones out because the whole point of protection would be rendered moot. Cooks, then hunters and last medicine. We're a small table, even if my father and I sat here." she told him, drawing attention to the fact that while most groups had large numbers, their mates and children among them, healers didn't even reach double digits, sitting right at four, two healers, two mates.<br/><br/>"Did you see any of the other marked?" she asked him softly as they reached the Alpha table and she pulled his chair out for him, at the end before moving to the chair just beside it. Her brother Lucas was at the other end, then her brother Maxwell, her father and then her mother beside her. "Most groups will have a fair few." she whispered to him, pouring them both some water into carved wooden cups from a carved wooden pitcher. With most of the pack present, the cooks had risen to start serving. Salads of choosing, very little, a baked potato, and then mostly raw venison with some hare. "Oh, there's a small group missing, they could take up the other table from the healers." she added as the cooks were sitting down with their own food, the dinning hall alive with talk. "We have... Protectors, watchers? Guards perhaps. A few stationed around the edges of the village, some around pack territory. They're always out at night and some of this food will have been sit aside for them to eat as day breaks and the second group takes over."<br/><br/>"Unfortunately, we can only provide them with one meal each. As one eats and the other takes over, the others must wait a whole day of watching before they eat." her mother filled in beside her, blood all along her chin from having torn into the rare venison on her plate the moment it was set down. As the main Alpha, her plate barely held salad and a very small baked potato to ensure the livers, heart and kidneys would fit on her plate. But beside her, as chosen mate, the head healers plate looked much the same.