Blackfeather Woods Full of death and glory

Her ears tilted slightly, the prospect of following her trade was inviting enough to make her immediately agree. She already knew where to start, she’d been hunting with that other wolf — even if he did smell like a different pack — and she’d followed the deer since. 

”Of course, Listener, I won’t let you down. Are you looking to hunt soon?” She thought it would be good to ask, incase she wanted a meal before the snows came in heavier. She’d already been stocking up the caches, and would always come back to the woods with something to store; provided she found something. 

She smiled softly to Relmyna, her ears twitching to listen to the birds that remained in the forest. She waited in case she had any more to ask of her.