Broken Antler Fen Get me some food.

Brandy giggled at the sight, realizing that their pack would slowly be becoming bug munchers one way or another. Even her precious Aduin, eventually, would eat them if no other chance presented itself. That, or they leave, and the copper female was sure nobody wanted that. She liked the fen, and would rather push through this shortage than move somewhere ELSE that they'd have to deal with it. At the mention of scouting, however, her ears wilted back. She was sure he was going to ask her about her mother in the next sentence, but it didn't come.
She might as well come clean now, even if he already knew the tawny woman had been gone. Hell, he HAD to, she'd been missing from the Cove for a week now. If not that, then even her scent had faded slightly, lost its freshness. Surely the alpha knew? She decided to mention it, and face whatever happened after his reaction. 
                "I'll help you, since Ambrosia still isn't home yet."