Dragoncrest Cliffs This room'll stay just as it is now, for quite some time

Her expression had the desired effect, more or less. The pale wolf looked surprised, but at least she didn't seem inclined to complain, make a comment or even express any amount of disdain. So her expression lifted, in seeing her boundaries respected, and she licked her lips. If only that witchy expression could work on everyone. Haunt turned and made to move off, which left Chacal on her own with regards to following her prey. She didn't call out to stop the other female, but instead turned and began to track further away from the cliffs, hoping she might still have a chance at tracking the birds down. 

She would slow her pace when she caught sight of a clump of bushes in the distance, dry and leafless, but rather than being able to see the shadowed snow at the base of those leggy stalks, she could only see brown. Without the snow, the birds would likely have been near invisible, but against the snow, she could see that something brownish was huddled in the clump of plants. She crouched and flattened herself against the ground to watch for a few moments, so she might be able to judge what the best approach might be.