The yearling spoke amiably and Priti found herself smiling a bit wider and nodding. "Apparently." The woman settled herself upon her haunches, releaving the pressure on her joints. "And here I was thinking there wasn't anything else the world could throw at me to surprise me." Limes ran over the yearling watching as she was being watched. The girl offered her an apple and the woman chuckled again. "Well aren't you a considerate one. She nodded. If you don't mind." It would be good to get some more food in her belly and the prospect of hunting wasn't exactly too attractive at her age.
Still an apple was hardly a meal... The child smelt of other wolves, a pack perhaps though it could just have easily been her family. Priti pondered for a moment then posed a hesitant question. "Where are you from dear?" Maybe it was time she seriously consider joining a pack.
