good company

The other girl's giggle made Pesto smile, and she waited patiently for more ideas on what they could possibly try to take on. The mink was dismissed for being too small and solitary, but then she mentioned sheep and goat and Pesto's ears perked with interest. "Oh yeah we could do it." She agreed easily, confident that her and her new friend could take down the biggest fattest goat possible. It was nice to have a name to place to the girl, too. Pestilence did not have many friends, all the pups her age frustrated her. Perhaps the northern wolves were simply better friends, that made sense to her.

"OK, where would we find them?" Her nose lifted to scent the air, but with all the unfamiliar animals who had passed by at one point or another, she could not pick out the smell of sheep. "I was told to find things by the water, cause they gotta go drink. Maybe that's different here though..." Were the rules of hunting the same all throughout the lands? Even in the chilly north?