Blackfoot Forest Mr. Bennet made no answer.

The Alpha female nods, listening to what the strange female has to say. Aaron answer's the females question, about the foxes. She had never disliked the vulpines herself, but he had not considered the invasion to their favour. No matter, they were bound to return one day, when the wildlife returned.

It was true, their ranks had dwindled over time but yet she had hope. She would not give up on her pack just because they had lost many of their family to the plauge of bugs. A chill ran down her spine as she remembered Gotham''s shaky last breath before the first of them had perished in hunger. Some how, her small body had managed to survive the tragety, although her new frame now showed her ribcage and the ripples of her back bone. "How is your pack faring?"

The female had described her pack as a "ragtag" group, although it seemed a common name for her band of wolves. Amara wanted to know the truth, as if it was the most dire thing in the world. She needed to know that if they were starving, it wasn't just their own. It was not because she was incapable of hunting big game, or that there was just no hope at all. They would find a solution, one way or another.