Stone Circle accipitridae

She was still puzzling through the first part of Sven's question when the second came. Her eyes wanted to track back to Petal, but she refocuses in a quick saccade.

"Oh! Um — Fish, yes," she replied, her tail fluttering at her hocks. "And I am — vörður. Protect."

She was meant to be, anyway. She had been trained for it. Just never truly tested, since she'd been confined largely to the territory's interior. She knew she was smaller than many wolves, and that this was not an attractive trait in a guardian. She knew also that her land-hunting skills might leave something to be desired.

"And scout," she offered, though her tone suggested she was less sure about this. She'd traveled this far to get here, however, so she was sure she could rise to the occasion. She flashed a little smile. "I am small," she said, not quite wheedling. "I do not eat a lot."