Blacktail Deer Plateau Cedar Waxwings in flight

She flicked one ear toward her mother as she found a stand of alders, where their smoothe bark was easy to rub her muzzle against. She knew where her mother was going with this, slowly releasing specific requests until she finally got to what she was actually going for. 

Thyra shot a look in her mother's direction. 

"I will ask them then to bring the most capable women they have," She said.