Silvertip Mountain This fox is ours.

Niita had followed after Valette easily, remembering the younger female's proclamation about her trade during the caribou hunt. Valette had the most knowledge on the subject and was thus the best to lead their little band. 

Glancing up as her name was mentioned, Niita nodded and began to branch out but not before shooting a look towards the other two. Keep an eye on Adeline if you value your hides, it seemed to say. Hopefully they got the message. 

Lowering her muzzle parallel to the ground, mouth open, Niita focused on finding the fox.