wood you rather

She was relieved that the other wolf hadn't seemed to know the Fireside pack well. It was always a pity when someone otherwise pleasant chose to associate with those who... Weren't. Still, she shrugged noncommittally to his question. "All i know of them was from before their most recent alpha, when his uncle ruled it. They seem very... Unconcerned with others. Might is right, mercy and kindness are weakness, and those who disagree with them are harassed and bullied."

She was quiet a long moment after he described life in a pack. She found herself longing for it in a way she had never considered. It was odd, to feel like you missed something you had never had.

She was glad at the change of subject, as it had made her oddly melancholy and she didn't think that she would be good company for Deus if they continued in that vein. Instead she set the last bundle of branches in her sledge and moved over to see what he was asking about. "I'm sorry, I don't know anything about that technique," she admitted. "Any time I have made a snare I have used sinew for the loop, and tied a living sapling to it. I'd drape the loop over some grass to keep it open, the rabbit would run into it and pull it off the hook holding the sapling down, and the sapling would snap back up and bring the rabbit in the snare with it." she quickly demonstrated with loose pieces of wood without the sinew snare. "That's really good for places that have a lot of saplings, like here, and it is really nice to have the rabbit held where no scavengers can reach to rob it, but there really aren't trees where I live so I can't use that method, I have to build my own frame for the snare. Is that maybe what you were thinking of?"