Moonspear Searching

Her tail wagged behind her as Rannoch vouched for them, smile on her muzzle in silent thanks. She wondered what the male was doing here, with new scars and his pack dozens of miles away. It wouldn't be proper to question him here, she supposed, though the question bothered her, and her gaze turned sharply curious. Still she turned to the woman, offering the ideas that came to find. "we are hunters; we can offer prey to stock your caches. or maybe knowledge, for knowledge, if we can offer you anything of interest." The ball was largely in this pack's court, for Dawn wasn't sure what other packs wanted; but food always seemed to be a good idea.