Blacktail Deer Plateau untold

She declined and he accepted that without comment, seeing no reason to argue. Likely she wasn't hungry. He tucked in while he listened, licking blood from his muzzle and considering what she said. He could not fault her one bit for taking her own pace in getting integrated, but he would have hoped one of their current packmates would have at least made the effort to say hello. This worried him a bit.

"Don't worry too much about it," he said, hoping to set her more at ease. "Sometimes it can take a while. I know it was the same for me." He had definitely taken his time meeting the members when he first joined, Perry having been the only one he knew when he signed on. "You obviously know your way around a rabbit. Is hunting a special interest of yours?" The praise was deserved, and he was curious. For some hunting was a means to an end, to others it presented a special sort of joy in the challenge. If she was the latter, she was perhaps candidate for another gamekeeper, a skill they could never have too many of with winter on the cusp once more.