Blackfoot Forest We are coming home

Hunting. It was not a hard task, most wolves could do it. Perhaps she was skilled even further in the task, however, and so he gave her the benefit of the doubt. "Can you hunt foxes?" he asked her. It probably sounded a bit absurd to the girl, but it was extremely important here. Until they could lower the numbers, most of their diet would consist of the red creatures who were, quite naturally, eating the rest of the prey in the territory. His tail waved behind him, heightening itself as he watched her expressions.

"Do you possess any other skills?" he then asked, tilting his head. They would be in need of a few wolves skilled in specific trades- but he did not mention to her which ones he needed- he didn't want to sway her response. Besides, he appeared to be convinced enough with her appearance.