Blackfeather Woods Into the Darkness

"Yes, I can hunt. And I won't touch the birds."
Celara could, at least enough that she wouldn't be a burden. She was not surprised by that request. The order not to harm any blackbirds was odd, but she had heard of stranger rules. No, what shocked her was the realization that there was a pack living here, in this forest. She must have missed the border marks, in the rain. Or maybe they had none? 

"I've been looking for a pack." She said at last, in answer to his question. "Is yours accepting?" That they'd decided to live in this forest was a rather questionable decision, but it wasn't like there were any packs she'd rather join.