cattails

Sharing information was one part of learning new skills. Wren listened to the man, dipping her head in gratitude for the details. "So, if you bait your snares with dead insects and small fish" she began, pondering "you'd catch twice as much?" She was interested in how the snares worked and how to craft fish traps, but resisted in favour of hunting.

Falling silent, she watched and waited. A paw flashed out, slapping the silvery fish out of the water. Ending it's life, she tossed the body onto the growing pile she was gathering. "Pack?" she added, licking blood from her lips "what pack do you belong to?" She hadn't come across that location yet, so she was curious "is it near here?"

She kept her voice level. Showing too much curiosity and hurried words made her look suspicious. Wren was not looking to start trouble anyway.

"Speech"
2/3 hunt small prey (fish)