Ravensblood Forest and i can't wait to get it

In search of food while the band took a break by the river, Lilia roved further inland. By this point, she'd forgotten what tiredness was. She roved with a hungry scowl on her features, hoping to find something small for herself, that she might not have to share- but instead, she found herself following the trail of another wolf. One who smelled of brine. And he was pursuing a deer. 

She licked her lips. She had hunted deer before- she would be lauded if she came trotting back to the river with part of a fresh deerkill that she could, in fact, share with the rest of the band. She tracked along carefully, and when she spotted the man, she approached with even more caution. She sought his gaze, to match it with her own- and insist that she take part in the hunt, silently.