Otatso Wetlands Frog hunting.

Scarlett had never been 'south' for her Teekon was already quite south. She did hear a lot of things about it. How the landscape was totally different, and how there were different species of wildlife. "More full moons you say? Is that because the clouds aren't hiding the moon?," she wondered. She often thought about the weather and how the patterns affected them. She looked up when the wolf spoke about something she never heard before. "What are Cowboys?" Scarlett had never heard someone talk about that, but she also never met anyone from the south. Maybe that was why.

Scarlett bobbed her head courtly and then dug up another frog for herself. She quite liked the variety that came with these lands. You could hunt otter, beaver and even rats. But also, amphibians and snakes. Although, there also were mountain lions in this area, or so she was told. Scarlett had yet to encounter one here in the wetlands. She did saw some pawprints. The frog was swallowed with a smile, especially since Boone pulled a funny face while eating it. "It is a matter of getting used to it. Plus at this time of the year they are a very easy catch." Frankly, Scarlett would try anything to eat. "I do prefer deer meat."

Scarlett's red eyes glanced curiously over the male, the male that did not look fully wolf. The female was not judging him for it. She had been judged for her coat and eye color for most of her life. "I take it you are all alone then? If not please correct me," the female wondered. While her coat scented of Kove and her other packmates it meant that she belonged somewhere. That wasn't the same for this male.