After setting off, she had gone north from Tindómë's forest in favor of just heading straight east first and chancing easy passage through the mountains. With all the recent heavy snowfall, and her only vaguely familiar with the routes through the range anyway, she wasn't going to bet on it right now.. so, had decided to go wide around first. This longer route had led her through the empty expanse of the Tuktu, and encountering nothing of absolute note, she eventually veered eastward again once she started to get the faintest hint of coastal flair on the breeze. Wanting to avoid that, she adjusted to a new heading and got moving again after another short rest and small meal of little rodents--her staples on trips like these.

The hours had spun together into each other, and one after the next, she kept going across the lands. It hadn't been long since she had left yet and she was feeling pretty fresh-faced about it despite the weather, but the snows did make it take longer than it would if this were any other season. She, newly appointed Ambar, was determined to keep the pace hot and cover as much ground as she could each day.

When she had found the edge of the mountain range, she curved around it and delved into the cover of its valleys. Knowing that soon she would need to find a spot to rest a spell slowed up her pace considerably and set her sights towards a bit more detail-oriented, not only taking in the bigger picture and instead the smaller matters like gametrails and cozy dugouts to borrow for the eve. As she jogged slowly along, Jomyo soon pulled into sight of another grayscale wolf up ahead. From her current distance, she could only tell they looked busy.. and once she went closer still, she was able to make out the birds being stalked.

A little interested in the outcome that could follow, the blue-eyed scout hung back so not to interfere yet, but tipped her ears curiously towards the stranger to watch her intentions play out. Was she hunting them? And if so, could she nab one?

She really didn't want to come out here all this way to interrupt a hunter's focus, so she crept a careful route that swung wide around the lurking silver wolf but she still caught herself attempting to close in--gradually, of course. She was watching every step of the way, ears pressed forward as far as they would go and eyes locked on the other wolf and her quarry. What were the odds of success, the scout had to wonder.. mainly because she didn't have good luck with birds most times, so she didn't make a habit of chasing them unless she was really needy. Maybe the sterling huntress new a good technique to go about it with, who knew?

So invested in her observing, she gave a little start when the flock of little gray birds took to the wing enough to move a bit. They didn't seem overly perturbed by the presence of another, though, and seemed to settle down just further away. Maybe they were more suspicious now--Jomyo couldn't say, again, citing knowing only the minimum about birds, but she was happy to watch.

With the immediate threat of terrible disruption at hand, the Ambar called out with a small chirp of her own--her wolfish take on an almost-whistle-like note: hey?

Or maybe, in greater detail: looking for backup? She wasn't sure what good it could be, but she was here and interested. Hopefully, she wouldn't spook the birds off the rest of the way. She was still trying to be careful.

Jomyo waved her ears outwards, aiming for something supposing to look halfway apologetic, mainly because she was grateful the stranger didn't greet her with hostility. She nodded back, and began a wary step closer when invited. Since she was used to soloing it out here on her travels, she was also used to sometimes needing to make temporary acquaintances if the situation called for it. This, she suspected, could be one of those if she played her cards just right.

The agouti ambar moved on light, quiet steps. The silver wolf already settled into a stalk, so she mirrored this when close enough, but started to angle a different vantage to the birds. She watched carefully where the other went, and tried to place herself where it could help--so she could creep slowly closer from a different angle, potentially corralling the birds up closer, and maybe making an opportunity there. But, she was not typically a bird hunter.. although it never hurt to try a bit and see what they could do. Maybe it would be luckier than her usual.

She really had little to lose but time here, so lurked in a few body lengths closer to see if the birds would get nervous about her yet. They pecked about the ground and fluttered about among themselves. Jomyo had no idea what those blank stares of theirs were thinking.

She creeped up, and she watched some more, then edged a little more forward.. then crawled along so she could watch now from here. Birds were birds and she only had so many adjectives she cared to use to describe them, especially when one for her was, slowly, increasingly, hungry.

When the stranger made a sudden earnest dash at them, Jomyo perked herself all up to watch this unfold. She gave a small start forward, encouraged by the commotion of the birds to want to give chase, but she held back when there was no room for such here. The birds scattered in too many directions, she couldn't pick just one way to go yet. Instead she willed success onto the stranger, and tried to plan for what was to come next.

"You got pretty close..." she nodded, when the pair ended up within reasonable speaking distance. Plus, Jomyo didn't think the birds would hate it too much but she still aimed a look at them just to be sure. "What if one of us hides out all low in a spot, then the other tries to make them go towards there, then springs back up at them too?" she suggested, with a measure of hesitation because she wasn't good at coordinating group efforts, especially not with strangers who's strengths she didn't know. "Worth a shot, right? I wanna have a run at 'em at least, if I could?" she smirked, because she wanted to test out how maneuverable the flocks could be--how much she could steer them just by rushing them, if at all, but this was her little project here.. so Jomyo wouldn't trample unwanted all over it without asking.

The sterling hunter seemed open enough to her suggestion, and the scout's tail waved slowly accordingly. But not only that--she seemed to take the direction Jomyo hinted at and made it better, more feasible.. now that she thought about it for a quick beat. Dealing with a smaller handful of birds could be easier. Jomyo was just shooting in the whole mess of them with her tactic. The newer plan took a greater sort of care and still ended with an attack (what she was getting interested in). It just also added herding them.. and frankly, she did not have a lot of experience with corralling birds herself. "Alright, sounds fair. You know 'em better than I do," she returned with, nodding her agreement before she could take off. "I'll try to split them, alright? Then head it your way," she said, lingering long enough to find any last minute objections before she turned to find her best angle of approach, then got ready to go darting; as soon as she knew the grayscale hunter was ready to deal, she was off. Whether or not they were successful in the end, she would loiter long enough before hitting the road once more. Either way, she'd liked bouncing through a little distraction such as this one, and would not soon forget.