Phoenix Maplewood Pandemic

Ugh. Both. She was afraid of that. It meant more hooves. More running. More coordination. All of which she was less than keen on, but she supposed something in her stomach was better than nothing in her stomach. As this hunting business was also the natural ways of things she supposed it couldn't hurt, but she missed the days when this sort of thing was just handed to her so she could focus on her own studies. Pulling additional weight in other areas of expertise just felt... like peasantry.

"Fine. I suppose it's better than eating you." With that comment, she fell into silence and slipped up behind Nochtli. Her hunt. She could lead. Citali was more than happy to play the supporting role as she took her cues from the darker female. It was easier this way. For all of them. The less involved she was in the decision making process of this hunt, the more successful it would be. She knew herbs. All else in life simply didn't matter.