Phoenix Maplewood knock knock

Cool, cool, cool, Chosovi said agreeably as the other brought up the names of two wolves she did not yet know. I didn't catch your name, by the way, she tacked on. Chosovi didn't want to be rude and well, not acknowledge that fact and not know who exactly she was talking to. In any case, now was as good a time as any to track something down, wasn't it? So the she-wolf began to stroll, nose against the earth and sniffing loudly. Old herd scents were pretty stale, but she suspected she'd catch a whiff of something fresh sooner or later. Chosovi had seen small tell-tale signs of a herd that had recently passed through, but never really tracked them to see if it was here or just outside the Maplewood they loitered. We'd have to find something real weak, to bring something down between the two of us, so hopefully they come along. I feel bad. Just been catching Saena nothin' but rabbits. I mean, she's gotta be tired of them, right?