Dancin' With Myself

At first, the words sounded condescending to Lillianna, and irritation rose quickly. She squashed that down, however; not everything the wolf said had to be in such a tone... perhaps... perhaps she was hearing it wrong? She'd try to be civil, though. Besides, she completely startled the female and seemingly embarrassed her. Oops. She shook her head slowly to the words. Nope, never thought of that. The question made her head tilt, and she hummed thoughtfully. "I haven't really combat-trained by myself. But otherwise, I will try to go around other packs, and... get a feel for their borders, really. Try to guess the number of wolves, and whatnot. I underestimated the number of fighting wolves in Hellstrom that one time, messing up there. Instead of sitting and calculating just how many will fight, I just gave the raw numbers - well, of those 14 adults, only like... six fought. There were six pups, too, so I should have figured that there are 3 mothers, and possibly three fathers that would be unwilling to fight and would rather run, since it was... well, Hellstrom. But I didn't. So I try to work on that, now."