Two Rivers Isle if i killed someone for you

Issun gave his name and so the snowbird let a soft smile grace her features, giving her own in response - "Gwen," leaving room for Cry to give his own, too, if he thought it necessary. The snow-dusted male mentioned a group of his own, and the Eruna's features smoothed a touch further; winter was harsh, and though they had to gather enough food to maintain their own family, she had no desire to push another group into dispair. They could split the spoils, she was sure... Gwen would feel terribly guilty to take the meal for themselves, and spare none for others who needed it.

Besides, it would be easier to bring down elk with another wolf, an extra set of paws and jaws - with any hope, they'd come back with something to show. The empress passed another fleeting glance to the midnight assassin, idly chewing on the pink flesh of her cheek before coming to a conclusion and hoping Cry would agree: "I'm sure you can join us, then," Perhaps she could learn a little more about his group, too - not for any malicious intent, but Issun did not say pack, so she assumed they had yet to settle, or were simply a travelling group. It would be intruiging to find out who their potential neighbours might be (aside from the redhawks). 

With another brief nod of her head, the ivory tipped her nose to the ground and continued to follow the trail, assuming Issun and Cry would not be far behind - the scent was growing stronger, and she doubted it would be long before the elk emerged into their vision.