Neverwinter Forest vi. not too cold,

Heph gave a quiet nod to the thanks. She was glad that it appeared to be news that the other wolf was, in a way, glad to hear even if it was painful. Lote said she was Vaire's mother but she was unsure of the circumstances of her absence and separation. "I wish you a good reunion when it comes." She offered. Though it may take time as Vaire's exact whereabouts were not known by all she felt that with connections to Moonglow as well as the other packs springing up it was likely they would meet again.

Smiling at the mention of Moontide her own voice was warm if a bit sheepish. She was not sure if Lote was more familiar with the wildlife of the coast than she was but her own run-in with the apparently poisonous fish came to mind. It had not been one of her finer moments, but in all fairness she had not been aware of that the fish was dangerous. "I would look forward to it. I am still learning to hunt on the coast, and of the wildlife there." But her mind turned to the other word.

She had not heard of painting before, well she had heard of wolves staining their coats with berries their coats but that did not seem to be the kind of thing that required teaching. "What is painting?" Her voice was curious, but open. If Samani had also learned then she was eager to know what it was, but nothing immediately sprang to mind at the word itself.