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The inquiry gave Ame pause, which didn't surprise Pied. The subject brought about a recollection of her grandmother ranting about how she would never consider hunting with a wolf outside the pack, not even an ally. Then again, hunting was a bit of a sacred art to March Owl.

Eventually, Ame agreed and thoughts of Mo melted away, not unlike the snowflakes falling at their paws only to disappear upon impact with the relatively warmer ground. This snowfall would not stick easily. It was something to note, especially as the pair of them prepared to begin their tandem hunt.

"No kidding," Pied replied seriously, her cheeks puffing out with a weary breath. "No, I didn't see or smell much of anything on my way out here. West sounds good," she answered readily. "Lead the way?" she added a moment later, feeling it was more natural to follow Ame's lead.