Phoenix Maplewood tongue-clicking

Yes indeedy. ^___^ Most wolves are nocturnal, so Shreya has woken up after the day ends~

Shreya didn't have to wait long for another young Phoenix to perk up its ears at the thought of learning. She dipped her maw for another drink, and by the time she raised it again there he was — a dappled youth with a wound on his shoulder, though she didn't comment on this. She was more interested in that venison. Being a low-ranking wolf, Shreya didn't have as much of a right to the cache as those of higher rank (though was certain none would let her starve) — she preferred to specialise in an exchange of food for knowledge.

That's correct, she replied. My name's Shreya, and I've got a lot of knowledge to share before I die. But I'm not, shall we say, primed for hunting... she gave a polite smile. So I propose an exchange.