Was that a bad question to ask? Caslyn watched as her companion's ears moved all about, showing her contemplation on telling the location of her den. It wasn't like she was going to go snoop and steal something from her, or even sleep in a strangers den. How ghastly! Naw, she just wanted to know for the fun of it, to see where her new friend would move. Maybe to meet up with her again so she could meet her half way, she would never dream of visiting someone else's den without be asked. Well unless she had urgent news to tell them but she had a feeling that would never happen with Rebecca.

She registered her location in her mind to make a map of some sort in her brain, though even with her brain map she seemed to always get lost. Stupid brain map. She then listened to her companion's new question. Help her hunt, wow she hadn't helped someone else hunt in a long while. The last group hunt she went on was with her brothers, the day they wanted to surprise their parents with something the family could eat.

The girl thought of her role then, the scaring tactic as Calryn called it. She was the only white wolf of their litter so she would lay in the snow as the boys drove the prey to her to jump out and make it turn into her brothers' waiting jaws. Maybe that would be her role again, since she what white as the snow and Rebecca was well.. Not.

"Yeah, I would love to." She yipped lightly, her tail wagging once more as she looked at her companion with excitement. "I can help with blending in, surprise whatever we will be chasing back to you? What are we going after anyways?" She asked and stated as she awaited the black wolf to started leading her to where they were going, she was never good at being the leader of a hunt. Though she was never given the chance thanks to Calryn being the leader of her litter.

Her question of speed made her think for a few seconds, she wanted to answer with care. Caslyn's tail swayed lightly, excited for having a hunting parnter again. It had been forever since another wolf helped her catch something. The thought returned her to her companion's question, was she fast. She was the fastest of her litter and not very strong so.. Yes fast would be a good way to describe her body stature. "Yeah, though I hope that does not hinder going after bigger prey. Theres more to hunting than being strong!" Her voice seemed excited and she had a very sweet tone sliping into her words.

Her eyes glittered as she looked away from her friend to the vast area that in the spring would be littered with the sweet yet thorned berries. What was near by to take down? Maybe a deer? Elk were too strong and anything else just slipped her mind, she hadn't had deer in a while now. Well but for savaging a few kills that another left behind, but killing your own just tasted better to her.

A soft whine stayed in her throat as she wondered if the two could even get a deer, how fast was her friend? How strong was she? She knew how to hunt right, ha of coarse she did! She was a wolf! Think Caslyn, your just getting too worked up, calm down. Again her dual colored eyes looked at her black companion, a smile always creeping back to her lips when she looked at her. "Rebecca, are you fast?" She finally asked in a almost too sweet tone, eck that was too much. Shrugging it off she just looked at her friend unsure what to do next, her nose said there were deer but her mind was sill in the track of hunting alone.