Blacktail Deer Plateau saturn ascends, comes 'round again

Her name was similar to that of the bird, the wren. Her coat took on a pattern similar to the feathers of such a bird, though it lacked some of the warmer tones. Shadow listened with cold eyes as the woman spoke of the reason for her travels, exhaling softly when she requested that the dark-furred woman reciprocate. Her mind swum in the seconds before she answered, trying to grasp at some pattern for her current situation and finding very little.

"I'm... not sure," she admitted finally. "I hope to cross paths with my own family, but I go where there's food for now." Vague though it was, her answer was honest, ringing true with the woman's nature. 

"What is it like, where you've settled?" she wanted to know.