Sun Mote Copse Promises Kept

Absolutely!

Giana had seen little of the wolves who lived here, and based on the scents of few, she understood. There was nothing to say if she was being avoided or was just unlucky to have not crossed paths with some of them, but eventually the scent of Ragna drifted to the Ferretti. The memory of their meeting flashed through her eyes-had Giana been doing enough to show she wasn't useless? She sure hoped so, cause she also didn't think she could keep this up day after day; hunting for the pack was one thing, but spending half of every day striving to fill caches-that was much more taxing. 

Anything, though, to keep her place secure. Getting on Eshamuns good side was a must, but also being friends with everyone else would help too.
The pale woman came up behind her, Gia having felt the approaching pawsteps soon enough to avoid being startled. Ragna surprised her, then, telling her to eat the squirrel: confusion twisted her mask of focus, and had she not been holding the thing, she'd have objected. However, the motives were soon revealed in the form of something much bigger-something that very well may seal the deal. It was only after a moment of hesitation that the ivory coated woman did nod and crouch, stripping meat from the bones she couldn't chew themselves, and eating swiftly as to not hold up their hunt. To fill the silence, Gia added between bites:
                "How far, how big?"