Viper had caught the scent of a prey coming through the Alabastrine Shrine and wouldn't just ignore the rare sight or prey through these harsher winter days. She had a hard time outside of the pack searching for prey to take back to Ashen, so naturally she would pursue the smell of meat as it wandered through the shrine, and anyone along the way would certainly be accepted as help. Little hoof prints went through the couple inches of snow that was across the shrine, the bleached trees nearly blending in with the rest of the landscape. Viper trotted along eagerly to take the opportunity for the kill, her nose close to the tracks as she sensed herself coming closer. The hog would be wandering outside Ashen lands soon, but that wouldn't mean she couldn't keep on after it. After all, it was important to her to try her hardest at this pack life thing. And even if she failed, at least she could say she tried once. Walk "Talk" Think

Hunting had never been the Ademe’s strong point. He was lean and strong, and he could chase down prey such as deer. The fight itself was welcomed, but he had never spent much time learning to track, or sorting through every variance of prey-scent. When he passed the Shrine on one of his patrols, and saw the smaller wolf with her nose to the ground, he approached.

Keeping himself quiet and to the shadows as he moved up behind her. He did not want to scare away whatever she tracked, after all. “Would you care for some assistance?’ his quiet voice was almost a breath as he fell into step behind her. If she sorted out the tracking half of this, he could take on the lion's share of the attack.

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The company of the male wouldn't startle her and she physically wouldn't show real interest in him. Though it wasn't a mean, unfriendly way, just more so that she was still tracking the prey for Ashen's stores. Not making eye contact with the male, but still coming to a quick halt before continuing on, she wouldn't reject his help, "Um, yeah. I'm just tracking this pig. Can't let it get away since it's winter." While Lament understood the task and was in step behind her, she wouldn't fret if he chose to not help. Viper didn't understand she may not have been the most social or friendliest wolf, but she wouldn't take offense if he backed out simply because of that. She may have had a unique temper, but through a young mind she didn't see usual irritants that some may find. Coming up over a hill just north between Ashen and the Armada, the hog could be spotted a short distance away. It was just trotting along and not at full speed while it didn't know of it's stalkers quite yet, but it was aware it wasn't safe where it was at. Viper would pick up pace to catch up with it, but still tried to remain as quiet as she could so she could close as much distance between them and it before it noticed them. Walk "Talk" Think