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Occasionally did her ear flicker to the small sound of a fireflies wings brushing against her ear, and if she was still enough, they would gingerly lay upon her before ruffling them off. It was a shame they would be the last time to see them before spring was to come. She always enjoyed watching them at night, alongst with the others.

"I'm a," she hummed lightly, "hunter, one of my best techniques, J'espère." She didn't mind sharing about herself. Viola thought while hunting and fighting was but a normal appliance to wolves, she especially enjoyed the thought of hunting. Though... She only hoped it was valuable enough for other packs despite being a common skill.

That indeed worried her, and the worry showed upon the autumn wolf's face.