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The nerves caught her attention, a frown on her features though she did not comment on it. She was not sure it would be appreciated, or that it was her place to comment on it either. “The more wolves we have, the easier it will be. How young are they?” Instruction could be necessary and Medb was more than willing to provide it, even if the hunt ended up failing. It would be a good experience for them. Larger prey was easier to feed the entire pack but it came with it’s own risks as well as rewards.
 
“For now, we can track the herds and see if they look as if they’re about to move. If it looks like they might be settling down we can worry about a hunt in a little bit?” She offered, though it occurred to her that she didn’t actually know the woman’s name, nor had Medb given her own. “There’s the risk that calling for others will startle the herd as well.” She added with a light frown on her features.