Lost in the crowd

Varda acknowledged the request, and Surreal grinned lightly. As they turned to the subject, she found herself pondering her agenda. She would need to check in with Bass. Beyond hearing of the success of the siege from the general gathering, she hadn't spoken to him or an Abaven wolf since she'd encountered Miksa in the east, whereupon she'd encountered an Abaven female. She needed to see if any of Novelle and Frith's other children and family had found their way to the rest of their family, and to inform him that at least one of their children was safe and sound.

She listened to Varda's words, not missing the brief look of concentration on her face, or the nerves that were being stifled. "I can help a bit with that. Regulus has taught her a little about tracking and catching mice. I've given her a few lessons on rabbits. She hasn't been part of an organized pack hunt, yet, nor has she learned to hunt larger prey animals, to my knowledge." She explained easily.

She strode in silence for a moment, before she cocked her head to give Varda a sideways look. "You are our only hunter, currently. If your calls to hunts do not gain attendance readily by the rest of the pack, tell me, unless I'm already present at them. I will make note of the lack of assistance at our meetings. I also ought to take a trip around the lands, and look for more wolves to bring in."

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think