Sending out Flares

The words she spoke were quite welcome to the travellers ears, the notion of being one of the early or founding members of a pack, helping build it up, it was a lovely thought. Keahi was always cautious in being quick to judge, but she could feel herself already liking how kind Roza was, and encouraging. She had heard from her parents of packs having rebellions when wolves felt their leaders were treating them unfairly, which made her ever aware of how she acted around her packmates, and around strangers. She never wanted to be viewed as a cruel or unjust wolf, as she greatly valued being a fair and honorable canine. Even if she could sometimes be a bit cunning in the way she went about things.

"Scouting, exploring unfamiliar territories and reporting back," Keahi responded eagerly, smiling at the chance to tell what she'd like to pursue. Her mother had been a brilliant scout and hunter in her youth, before she married her father and became a ruler. Oriel had taught the younger female enough, so she could be able to travel alone and survive. "I can do a fair bit of hunting as well, although I'm not very fond of larger game." The dame had her reasoning, having heard and seen some nasty injuries from large hunts, and hearing of her great aunt Irish's passing from a hunting incident. It didn't mean she wouldn't participate, she'd just be more reluctant. "I also consider myself fairly decent at negotiations, for my age," she mentioned, recalling how she liked to try and listen in on her father's council meetings, even if she was run off a few times for it.