Blackfoot Forest Broken Drum

She announced her intent without clever wordplay nor by skirting around the fact, she was here for food. Minna's brow arched, what was this femme doing, searching for a meal so close to packlands? She relaxed slightly, this female would not rip out her throat immedietly, though her stance remained alert and her tail lifted the slightest. "You shouldn't be hunting so close to our borders" she said after a moment. "And no, I'm not in charge. Though I do doubt you'de like to meet the one who is." Kierkegaard was an imposing figure, and she doubted he would stand for an intruder so close to the borders, one searching for food none the less.