Redtail Rise Around in the shade,

He confirms that a herd is in their proximity, Dione is admittedly curious to take a look for herself.

Dione. She returns the exchange of names, remaining still for only a moment longer before returning to her initial spot, laying down with a relaxed disposition. She rarely remained completely guarded, she trusted her own abilities enough not to be, and this man did not seem a particularly glaring threat.

Allowing a hum to escape her lips she turns her head south. I haven't been able to hunt caribou in quite some time. Too risky on your own. The last she had hunted ungulates was in the autumn, as far as she could remember, accompanied by a small woman who Dione did not find particularly agreeable. You have a pack, yes? Have the herds fed you well this year?