Meadowlark Prairie someone to rely on as thunder comes a-rolling down

most wolves were offput by astara's silence. after a few probing questions that went unanswered (and the gathered affront that usually came with being ignored), most wolves quit her company. as she nosed around heloise, she realized this wolf had yet to leave.

perhaps she was not so offended by quiet.

astara had gathered all she could tell about the woman from her scent: healthy, seemingly alone -- after a second casual inspection of the woman's scarred features, the melonii rounded her shoulders in a shrug and started to make down the hill. she wasn't about to stick around and be asked (or told) a hundred more questions -- but if heloise wanted to hunt with her, the nightcub would allow it.