Lion Head Mesa Bitter sweet honey

The large man comes to her rescue. "Ursus. I am Ingram" She steps away from the tree and watches with glee how he gets the hive down. She quickly inspects it to find that there is indeed honey left within. Not much, but everything will do with the cold coming. She smiles widely and looks up to find Ingram looking curiously at the hive with a question mark on his face. She tries to decide whatever or not he is actually interested or just plain curious.

"There is a bit of honey in here." She seperates the parts that are empty from the broken pieces that does contain honey. She looks at Ingram and wonders if he wants to know more. Slate wasn't the talkative type, but get her to talk about her job and she was all interested in conversation. Though she was slowly learning that wasn't always the case for everyone else in Ursus. She decides not to say anything further unless he asks.

"Ingram what made you join Ursus?" She ask with a genuine interest. She seems to forget why she joined. Even more so with every passing day. She knew a pack was good for protection, she didn't mind the war at hand, but more so the overall attitude from Ursus versus Akashingo. She looks at Ingram for an answer.