Ara only thought briefly of the slightly disappointing hunt that Jackson had tried to summon wolves to. She was happy to help wherever she could, even if others hadn't decided to attend. It was a shame that more hadn't attended - she didn't think about it for long, though, sure that everyone had their reasons. She'd always been the type to expect the best of most wolves, and certainly expected the same of her packmates.
Her smile grew when it became obvious to her that Jackson wasn't displeased with her presence. "Not bad at all," she admitted, her tail waving gently again behind her. Though she knew little about him, he seemed a kind man and one whose presence she would enjoy. "What about you?" Since he was hardly more than an acquaintance to her, she knew nothing about him, and it was hard to gauge what sort of mood he might be in.
