Hushed Willows C'mon. Let's do something insane like save the world

Grace pinned her ears at the snort, taking a few steps to the side and giving him a confused look. What the fuck? Some people lost family before they knew them, and some like her hated to admit she had one. No need to act like she was stupid for asking. So, instead of replying, they simply kept on. Stark began to speak, but Grace was already scanning the water: she knew what she was doing, she just hadn't had the practice to hone the skills she had. 
Careful to keep her shadow off the water, the dark female began to stalk towards the shore.  Surely there wouold be some bigger, more sustaining prey up there, as the black male had stated. 
       "Who's chasing and who's catching?"
The question was thrown over her shoulder as she went, not making eye contact with either of her companions. Hunting was more important than worrying about what the others were doing at this point, and Grace pressed herself to bring something back for the others.