Sun Mote Copse But if I know you

Fennec moved quietly enough behind her that Chanel didn't notice in this particular case- she was far too interested in hunting. The woman continued to follow the trail, but a different sense alerted her of the pale girl's presence behind her. The fur rising along her spine; the feeling of being watched. She turned her head and caught sight of the quiet girl with the foggy eyes, and offered her a small smile. She smelled of Firebirds, but they hadn't met- and she was happy to pause her tracking to introduce herself, Hi, I'm Chanel Vasselli. I was tracking this fox scent... do you want to join me? She offered- never having met a blind wolf, and unsure if she was able to hunt or not- but thinking it polite to at least offer.