Dahozhoni Meadow [m] sometimes

we can fade here or keep going if you wanna use it for a trade!

He agreed, and that was all Odessia really needed to hear. But then, he clarified. She gave him a quizzical look, but she did not respond otherwise. Odessia had her own plan—her own instincts embedded deep in her DNA—and she did not need him to agree to it. She was a wolf, and she would do as a wolf did. What he was "looking for" was of little interest to her.
For the hunt, she would let him lead, and she watched him expectantly. There were other things to think about, and she mulled them over as her new companion and she tracked down the night's meal.