Stone Circle We survived the Famine!

the famine seems to be ebbing; the first clear sign comes when valette's howl washes over the ivory-painted landscape. turning on her heel, the hunter moves quickly toward the call. it is bison she sees spread before the gathering group; prey that had always been a rarity where she'd roamed, prey she'd little experience in. for the first time in a long while, she feels a little thrill in the prospect of the unknown, though her attention soon turns to the wolves gathered as she searches for her niece. 

she finds @Minnow at the heels of another, and moves to fall into step at the girl's side, offering a glance to the mercenary. she is unfamiliar, but introductions can be made after the hunt. "watch for the hooves. overcaution is better than ending up injured." perhaps she is overbearing, but she can, under no circumstance, allow anything to happen to the last of her kin. "you'll do fine." she reassures, keeping half her attention on the girl as she moves forward to obey valette's instruction.