Dad, I'm unsure

Heather would nod her head, getting to her paws as she went to follow her father. Of course all of her attention was on him as well. She let her blue eyes move over the edges of the territory. Making sure to take in all the scents. "It'd be a good idea to go in pairs then wouldn't it for most patrols?" she asked for a moment. Sure a wolf could be cautious but there was always strength in numbers to that point. At least that's what she thought. Then it would strengthen the bond between those wolves since a pack was a unit rather than individual. Her tail flicked behind her as she made sure to take in all the information that her father had told her about.

"When was your first patrol dad?" she was oddly calm throughout all this. Then again, Heather didn't exactly understand what it meant to be afraid. Pinpointing emotions was a very vexing task. So her smile was all she had as she did smile at him, returning her eyes back to the borders occasionally for this little walk of theirs.