Redtail Rise Like a small boat on the ocean

Oliver's so cuuuute!

When Oliver told her about Reek's cruel plot, she couldn't help but to laugh loudly. It was just like Reek to send someone out on a mission for no better reason than his personal amusement. Of course, he would never ask a newb to do anything really dangerous, but a few nettle stings was hardly a bother to most animals. She wasn't surprised at all when Oliver proclaimed that their beta would have to do better to best him.

"Careful," she warned in a voice that was low and sly, "he might make you collect jellyfish next time!" The only thing Saena knew about jellyfish was that they stung hard. She'd never actually seen one, and if she did, her reaction would probably be priceless.

She listened attentively as the thin black male recounted his time with his parents. He wasn't a great hunter or fighter by his own admission, but he was far from useless in Saena's eyes. Though she herself wasn't a huge fan of using plants for medicinal purposes, her aunt Blue Willow was a renowned healer in these parts, so she very much respected any wolf capable of stopping bleeding and curing ailments with no more than leaves and dirt.

"Your dad sounds like a drag," she said with a chuckle. "Pupsitting is very important, you know. Imagine how insane parents must go without a good pupsitter to rely on!" She actually had no idea, but she guessed it was hard being a parent. "If that's your passion, well, you can follow it here. Reek and Wynter are planning to have kids." Although she hadn't seen much of Wynter lately and was pretty sure the female was no longer around, Saena didn't really want to let Oliver know of that dysfunction, nor did she want the hope of puppies to die from the pack, however temporarily it might be.

"Oh, well, I'm a gamekeeper, like a hunter," Saena told him as they passed under a thick canopy that cast them in deep shade, "and a naturalist, so I read the weather and stuff. It's not totally useful," she admitted while giggling, "but I do like it. I'm an outrider too, but I think everyone is secretly an outrider. Everyone's gotta do some traveling now and again." She paused to lick a piece of stray fur back into place on her foreleg, then told him, "I don't think my parents inspired any of those choices. I became a naturalist 'cause I wanted to, and an outrider 'cause my sister was one, and a gamekeeper because I wanted to do something actually useful for the pack I was in."