Phoenix Maplewood Huntin' is hard.

Desna turned around when she suddenly heard a voice. She didn't look scared, she turned to face the wolf that spoken to her. Desna's hazel eyes looked up into the adults. She was more of an orange red wolf. Like.. the autumn colors. The young and plump girl stepped closer and tipped her head a bit. She didn't know, well her mother learned her how to stalk but the charge was still a mystery for Desna. "Show me," she spoke in return, on a bit of a bossy tone. Just was just eager to learn.

She nodded shortly, so she had to wait longer to catch the rabbits? That was some good advise. "I'm Desna," she returned. "Scarlett is my mommy," she added not sure if that had some added effect tor not. First her mommy was a higher ranked wolf but here that didn't seem like it. "I wanna hunt! I want food," Desna was very food orientated after all. Later a bit of her plump body would be worked off with her hunting but she would still love her food.