lucid dreaming

Once the bird had been split, Sen started on the piece that was given to her, not taking long to finish it off. The birds never seemed to last too long, but were usually well worth the efforts needed to catch them. She was working on cleaning her muzzle of any remains, preparing herself to share their goodbyes, but paused to look at the grey woman. A question was presented, one she had no problem answering. She could probably smell the pack's scent on her anyways, and actually liked the girl, so lying would just be a useless task.

“Yeah,” the darker woman answered, an invisible eyebrow raising quizzically. “Why?” She didn't know much about the Bypass, or even that it was relatively close to the Glacier. Then again, she also didn't know her friend was apart of said pack, as she'd never visited the lands to be able to catch a scent. This left her with no idea as to why the other woman was curious about what pack she was in. There had to be a reason though, right? There was always a reason to questions.