Hoshor Plains flashing without a sound

indra observed his thin-lipped expression, finding a wry amusement in the way he still hungrily regarded the bison. if she had half his tenacity, perhaps they could have felled a beast that day -- but indra was a woeful hunter, as was evidenced by her poor condition. redshank's condition did not seem much better, though she found it hard to believe he lacked the skill to hunt. something about him seemed precocious, in a concealed sort of way. she would not have liked to learn that he had for a moment considered eating her (r00d).

he asked if she was in a pack - a difficult question to answer. "i'm traveling with some friends, but it's not a pack." at least, not yet. she curiously looked him over as she asked: "what about you?"