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It didn't really cross her mind, but once the female opposite her had mentioned it, the more reasonable it sounded. Ilya nodded to her, a small smile across her muzzle. "Good thinking," she replied, "And I suppose I hadn't thought of the unsettled food." The black fae chuckled a little, but then tilted her head to continue their planning. Although Ilya hadn't really felt all that hungry, she figured the more they got into the hunt, the hungier she'd get. One way or another, she'd be more motivation.

Ilya smiled, dipping her head thankfully to the wolf. "Sounds good, I'm sure she's a wonderful Alpha," she replied. She stood and shook out her fur as Andalusia continued, and she paused to watch her as she mentioned fishing. An uneasy laugh escaped the fae's mouth, and she shrugged. "Luke has been teaching me," she stated. "I've never done it before then but I'm learning; I've caught a few fish," she explained, her tail wagging a little. "I'm definetly not against it, but you might be catching more than me," she winked playfully, but she figured she was being a bit modest, fishing wasn't all that terrible and she wasn't as bad as it as she had played herself out to be.