Deepwood Weald and now we're still again so I set it on fire

Flicker thought she could pay a quick visit back to those woods the Melonii called home for a short time. Just to see if there was any game to catch before Damien and Nyx decided on what to do, where to go. It was a day trip, stress relief.
She'd hoped.

Aries had certainly been prowling back here, his scent coated the woods in a vague pattern. Others had been here too, mostly those Moonspear mutts. She detested them. Stuck up on their high mountain.
She roamed the forest, catching a few birds before gathering their heads the best she could and carried them off to store in a cache. Though.
A white stain on the treeline caught her eye and made her stop dead.
At first, she thought it was Maegi, sitting there like a lost dog at a doorstep (she'd be very lost if it were the case.) Flicker put down her quarry and approached with huntress stealth. Her eyes made the figure out to be Tundra.
Tundra?

She watched the woman for a moment longer before stepping out fully, her tail high and gaze accusing, though she kept the question off her face. 
"Whacha doin' 'ere?" Her voice was as flat as it could be. Flicker didn't necessarily hate Tundra, just disapproved because Blackfeather was enemy to The Melonii. Besides, Nyx was pretty clear about not starting wars. Again.