Hushed Willows When a ghost is on the hunt

Silas gave her a little nod. "No problem," he said to her thanks, since it just seemed like natural enough information to pass along to his packmates, especially if he was supposed to be someone invested in their gamekeeping here. Then, to her question that followed, his kneejerk response was interest. "Oh. Sure. What do you like to hunt? Or are good at? 'Cause I don't have a lot of experience in anything that isn't small game yet, but I want to do more.." Most of all, he was looking to feel it out. He also didn't do a lot hunting with a partner either, but he didn't mention that. The pack hunt had at least given him a small taste of it. Now, he felt like he could savor something like that much more, but he still had a lot of work to do before he could undertake something like that.