Silvertip Mountain Sit still, look pretty

Anita let Valette's question drift--she had no idea where Felsig was either and decided to let the higher-ranking respond. It was mostly due to her lack of an answer; thus she decided to let Ezekiel handle this one. The ruddy she-wolf listened in on the hunting conversation, trying to catch the discourse. It seemed as if they had a chance of going fishing, which was a skill Anita had never developed or thought about. Fish was not on her palette, but she decided it would be wise to give it a try.

The she-wolf aspired to work on her trade, and the speculation of broadening her skills was what she needed the most. Thus, she had reached a conclusion on what she would want to hunt, but didn't want to speak for Valette when she voiced her opinion. "I agree, I would be open for both," she said, opening her mouth to speak again. "If you don't mind, maybe we could focus a bit more on fishing?" Her request wasn't demanding, but she was hopeful. Any prey was good prey, though she did want to try something new.