Phoenix Maplewood take only what you need from it

An ear flickered in uncertainty at the mention of her sister leaving, though Vega made no comment to it. The brown she-wolf did not seem too put off from such matters – but Vega also knew very little of her.
 
With the two leaving behind the coyote child, the swarthy female’s tension eased. Her pace would slow only every so often to investigate a scent further in attempt to familiarize herself, though Vega’s attention was placed upon her companion. “I’ll know who to go to then for medical attention,” she murmured, finding such a skill to be useful.. and feeling quite envious of it. “I’ve never had the mind for it, myself,” she offered quietly, her tail giving an idle flick.
 
At the mention of any questions she might have had, Vega did swing her muzzle down a notch, her bright green eyes drifting to her companion in thought. “I haven’t had much luck with packs,” she noted, a wry smile pulling at her lips. “What is the culture of this one like?”