Whispers to an empty wind

Scarlett found it adorable how deep the little one was thinking. It must mean that she was very serious of finding her right spirit guide. She was surprised to hear the 'Sacred Fish'. But once she heard the description it was definitely her. Scarlett felt really flattered by the pup's kind words. As it turned out you could learn amazing new things even from the littlest wolves. A smile tugged on her lips. "A Sacred Fish and a Wild Horse huh? That is amazing. Your kind description does fit." She gave a lick over Néa's cheek in thank you. She definitely wanted to do more research on this religion. It sounded like a really good one. She had many more questions but it seemed like a topic for later.

"Oh bless you," she chuckled at the sneeze. The words that came after the sneeze did sound very foreign and vague to the albino. Somehow it made sense in a way that the pup was still too young to be determined to be anything. Lots could change. If the girl had walked into bad clutches she might have been raised as a vile and evil creature. Scarlett was not going to let that happen. As the white wolf trotted next to the young female she thought about what they would hunt. The same question the young one asked her. "Well. In this time of the year we can't be picky we just try to find anything that has meat. Maybe we stumble upon a hare or a fat Raccoon coming down for a sip of water. If we are really lucky there might be a deer that didn't make it through the winter. Alas, the winter has been rather mild so far. Not many have died."

The young female was starting to realize how everything was connected. It might be sad to see prey animals not live through the winter but it would mean an occasional feast meal for the wolves. Now the winter had been surprisingly mild until now which meant not a lot of weak animals had died. The female tried to locate any movement that might have been a prey animal but there was none. Scarlett let out a soft sigh and looked at Néa. She had to find something for the girl. Then her nose caught a whiff of a rabbit. "Stay here," she spoke more assertively and hunched down. The huntress slowly crept closer. Her dirty fur making her blend in perfectly. After a short chase Scarlett managed to get one of the paws from under the rabbit and then relocate her bite to its neck. The white furred prey hung limply from her mouth as she returned to the pup.

Scarlett placed it in front of the juvenile's feet and then gave it a nudge with her nose. Her pink tongue licked the blood from around her lips as she laid down, looking around protectively. Scarlett made no movement towards the rabbit. It was all for Néa. She was still digesting from her last meal. "I already eaten, it is all yours," she assured with a kind smile. The white female was on sharp. The scent of blood had filled the air and she didn't want any wolf taking the meal from the youngster.