Limno shook her fur a little, giving out a sigh in her lips. Ever since she arrived here at Abaven she had felt right at home. Helping Shrike was only the beginning, she had sparred with Lark as well. Bass' children were bright and she was certain all of Abaven was just as colorful in personality as they were. After all the only other wolf she had met and spoken to was Quelt. She wasn't even sure how to feel about him yet. Yet here she was, the little woman would stand near the rapids and raise her head into a howl. A hunt was a time of bonding, at least that was how she had treated it with her adopted mother.
She hoped it was alright that she was taking the initiative. Though there would be no surprise if not many showed up, yet she was in high hopes on this. The green haired lady would wait patiently. They would be going just outside the territory to catch small bison. The herds were little in size since winter was coming along. Yet, hopefully they got enough wolves to take them down. It would be difficult for two of them to do it on their own.
ooc: I'll be posting on the fourth of may(because next weekend is my b day bro's) that's on a monday. You have until then to participate :,D
