Bass could tell that he was starting to settle down, and part of him was very excited to see what this young mind would have to offer to his back. Rising to his paws he shook out his pale coat, turning around him to glance around the thicket when Brandr asked about the prey here. "Let me know if you have questions about snakes, we do have a lot in the plains which is how it got its name. As for other prey, there is a herd of whitetail that roam through the thicket every now and again. I tend to keep an eye on the herd, but after the harsh winter they are finally fat enough to take one down. They moved off when it got too harsh, since then they have been back though. New younger buck took over about two years ago, and we have other herds moving through from time to time. I've had to call a few hunts outside of our land which is okay as well." It was a bit long winded, but at least he would have a general idea. Turning back to him, he stretched out his limbs with a smile. "You can call a hunt whenever you feel comfortable. It has been awhile since the last pack hunt, I'm sure it would be a good bonding moment as well. But don't push yourself, allow yourself to get comfortable here before putting that pressure on yourself. If you have any other questions, don't hesitate to seek me out. My den is in Serpent plains, a stone top near the middle." Dipping his head, he turned to move so that Brandr could follow in behind him. It had been awhile since he had checked on the pups, he was starting to get antsy.
