The Bracken Woods Can't erase what I wrote in ink

"None." Uriel flatly admitted, finding there was no reason to deny. While she felt perhaps a bit embarassed, but wouldn't show such an emotion to someone not close. She wasn't ashamed though, for what could be done when the golden wolf only ventured to the taiga perhaps a few days ago, at most a week, and only now begun. "It is a new claim."

"I see.." She was unaware of the famine that had occured, because she wasn't around when such a disaster came upon the wild. Perhaps it was why many seemed so posessive of nearby forests, because prey was already limited enough. It really all made sense in the end, and she took pity on those who deemed her so dangerous; as well as foolish.

"Then, let us form a hunting party together."