Blackfeather Woods The huntress appeared.

Her dark figure loped fondly through the shadowed forest, feeling the familiar grainy feel of dirty underneath her runners. She stopped abruptly when an unfamiliar scent struck her, prompting her to lie low and listen in on the conversation. Mikasi an an unnamed female, as she suspected a change in their ranks. She couldn't help but to feel that the wolf, Whisper knew a little too much. More specifically, the Brotherhood name.  "At least one of our member's appears to be doing something useful for the pack," Her coy voice interrupted the bubbling conversation, stepping out to make her presence known. Her eyes drifted from between them, a hardened, cold gaze set in per usual. She looked for a sign of submission from either one of them, but if they were smart, both of them. She wasn't in the cheeriest of moods, which to everyone else, was most likely an understatement.

  Mikasi had not shown himself in a little while, and she had started to wonder if he had run of with Venus and Cyn as well. While the male had been one of them for a good amount of time, he had not obtained any trades to speak of and while she was probably wrong, she did not see him actively contributing to the pack. Maybe she was wrong, but she was most certainly open for correction. As the title demanded of her, she had become a stickler for contribution, and as Burke said, leeches were not allowed. This was more or less directed to the new blood, as she would be watching extremely carefully to see that there was no sign of slack to be found. Macbeth and Thatcher were gone as well ,which set her on edge. She had grown to distrust the newbies, however promising they may seem. "Wonderful isn't exactly how one would describe the dark woods, you must be new," She commented, although it was clearly a prompt for the girl to explain herself. In her mind, wonderful was sunshine and rainbows and butterflies, and nothing of the sort had ever been detected there.