Haunted Wood mama, just killed a man

more words. the woman makes a low sound in her throat as he finishes speaking, gaze roving slowly to the woman that had joined them, finding her lacking in the brute force the male seemed to possess, and so turned her gaze back to him. joining had been simple, when she'd run with the pack from the Cairn; a brief inspection, a fight, and if the wolf managed to hold off those which greeted them, they would be allowed to run with them. there had been no need for talking. and so she does not reply, offering only a flick of her ears. as if in answer, she motions to him. if she were not impressed with what she saw, she would have left, or attempted to instigate a fight. neither have yet to occur.