Blackfeather Woods Praying to the label itself

an amused smile graces her features as his little ears tilt back to listen but his gaze remains captivated by the landscape. she doesn't reprimand him though, it'd be a pretty dick move of her if she didn't let him stare at what was out there to his little heart's content. it was an oddly refreshing sight too and she supposed it left her realising what it really meant to be in a real pack with wolves that cared for each other. it was a bond like no other, generations had lived within this old pack and thanks to them now, (well to the mothers that was) there'd be another, and then hopefully they'd bring forth another and so on so that blackfeather would always live on even when they had lived their final days. why was it such a comforting thought? she hadn't a clue but she'd enjoy the feeling nonetheless. 

her head bobs in agreement at his little statement, glancing down; "indeed they are, ravens are very intelligent they've always been a companion of the wolf you should never hunt them." as for other birds, she didn't really mind they didn't stand out as different to any other prey to her except for the fact that she didn't enjoy them as much. too many little bones or something, but the crows were different. they were much too intelligent to be hunted and to lose their companionship, in her opinion anyway, was a great loss. luckily the boy already seemed aware of this at even his young age but then again, the birds here ruled the woods even more than the creatures that roamed the ground, it wasn't a surprise he sees them as friends.

as they continued to patrol and she filled him in on everything, he posed her an interesting question and she slowed to consider it. it was a smart question, the boy was a bright one if anything and her head tilts curiously. "very good question" she observes, surprised to find herself proud of this pup she hadn't even really known until today. "it can definitely be a hard decision at times and i guess it depends. if they're known to be very bad you shouldn't put your pack in danger but if they come seeking another chance..well some wolves might do it differently but i personally would accept them in but keep them low ranked and have the pack keep a close eye on them until they prove they're trustworthy- only then could they rank up and be trusted with things" she hopes it makes sense, it's definitely hard to answer with words alone. sometimes you just had to go with your gut instinct but that would never satisfy the growing mind of a pup.

a soft laugh slips free- you heard it, tundra laughed as the boy bounced over proudly after adding his own scent to the border. "good job! now if anyone comes to our borders they'll get your scent too as one of the wolves who protect our home" she nudges him playfully before straightening and stretching out. she doesn't want to tire him out so she starts walking slowly once more- "is there anything else you want to ask? i think we can finish up now and for doing so good on your first border patrol we can do some proper fighting stuff tomorrow?" she arches brows mischeviously and waits for his response whilst slowly starting to angle their movements so that they began to move back into the gloom of their home.