Blacktail Deer Plateau Mama said, burn your biographies

Seemed like fishing wasn’t on her agenda for the day, just scouting; he wasn’t too familiar with the latter, rarely leaving the confines of the plateau. And even when he did stray beyond the treeline, he never went far. “If you’re leaving, you should take this,” he said, motioning towards the fish. “You’ll need the energy.” He could just catch another one! With prey minimal, he didn’t want her to leave on an empty stomach.

“What is scouting like?” he asked a moment later, having a limited understanding of all it included. “Do you meet a lot of wolves?” It often seemed like she was able to communicate with others with hardly any trouble, so he wondered if her scouting excursions might be the reasoning behind that.