Early morning

Inherited, then. Lala watched the small exchange between the wolf and his companion. It was still a bit of a shock, to see someone command another predator with such ease, but she supposed it was simply another custom to get used to.

He offered the rabbit, and she couldn't help but go wide-eyed, stealing glance to examine this stranger once more. He was massive, compared to her. Deadly, probably. The claw-like pattern over his eye was certainly intimidating. That he even tolerated her presence was a miracle unto itself. But the girl wouldn't have stayed this long and strayed this close, had she felt unsafe. There were packwolves who attacked her when she approached anywhere near their territory, and loners who simply didn't want the company. But Sirius had only ever been open.

"So, is hanging out with loners your pastime or something? Because you're probably the nicest person I've met so far. And you could, like, squash me with your pinky toe," she remarked. "And you definitely didn't have to feed me breakfast--not that I'm refusing," she added quickly, pulling the rabbit towards her with a wide grin. "Seriously--thank you. And Bast, of course."

She paused to consider his question. "Well, I haven't planned that far yet," she admitted. "But generally, I've been heading north. I... guess I'm not quite sure where I want to settle. If  I want to settle. But traveling hasn't been bad on its own." So far. Her movements were only hindered by pack borders and whatever prey she was chasing at the moment.