She found herself spending more and more time within the confines of the woods. There was enough brush to hide in if she got scared. The trees were tall enough to create shade from the burning summer sun. Prey was more abundant here and her pack mates were scarce. Honestly, the only ones she truly noticed were the ones who patrolled and the small groups out to go hunting. Otherwise, she was often alone out here and in some ways, that was comforting. Out here, when she wasn't being given a task, she could do whatever she wanted. Which is one of the reasons she was out in the woods that morning. With her haunches in the air and her chest on the ground, the chocolate-coated wolf stared patiently at a hare. Its nose twitched and ears moved as it munched upon some nettle leaves. Her own body, frozen in place, tensed as she breathed as silently and slowly as possible. Her toes dug into the ground as her chin rested against the itchy dirt. She had to prove she was good enough to stay within the Armada pack somehow and maybe hunting was her thing. Already, from what spars she had witnessed, she knew fighting was not going to be it. The idea that she would have to fight another wolf was disgusting and frightful to her. She tried to do some healing with Halo and really couldn't get into that either. The whole business behind bandaging and looking at blood and open wounds made her queasy. Yet, the idea behind chasing down an animal to eat afterward wasn't so disgusting. She could enjoy the idea of a chase. Running as fast as she could to catch up to something and take it down was thrilling in a way. Plus, as she paused now, ready to pounce on the hare, she was enjoying it. Patience came easily to her and she could wait here all day, still as can be, for the perfect moment.

Maki was very busy, sniffing and snuffing through the undergrowth as she looked for plants. Smellies that she could bring back to Ulmaria and pester her with a hundred questions as to what they are and what would happen if she ate it. The pinky purple wolf was very smart, and kind, like everyone else in the family really. Maki hadn't met anyone she disliked yet, though the idea of rival did seem sort of fun...

It was then she spotted a brown thing on the floor, coney shaped and seemingly made of wood. Did it grow from a tree? Maybe sprouted out the ground like a plant? She had no idea really, only that there were a few littered about, probably more than she'd be able to carry. Galloping along with no care, or mind that someone might be busy hunting, she wondered what the coney things would taste like. Bark? Dirt?

Her paws dug into the dirt like a cat making kneading their bed. With her body swaying gently, she prepared herself to jump after the hare. It would be her first time hunting alone. Hopeful that she would be successful, the girl focused with all of her might. Every muscle in her body was either frozen in anticipation or fluid with minuscule movements. Her breathing had slowed. In, count to three, out, count to three. Her eyes had not blinked in a minute and she could swear they were drier than a desert. Not that she knew what a desert was. Ready to make her move, the hare suddenly lifted its front paws from the ground and its ears straight up to the sky. Its beady eyes scanned the forest before suddenly taking off. A startled yelp left her lips as she darted forward to try and take off after the hare. Alas, it was of no use. The hare was off into the shadows of the brush to never be seen again. Stomping her paw on the ground, she then turned to scan around. Who had startled that hare?! A few seconds passed before she saw a pup galloping around like some wild beast! Letting out a frustrated grumble, the girl stomped over with her ears flat against her skull. Unable to vocalize her frustrations, she let out the best growl she could while lifting a paw to point in the direction of the hare.