Adsila kept silent as Ace spoke, keeping her face buried in his shaggy coat, and resting against him to take some of the weight off of her own paws. She felt exhausted, and just wanted to curl up into a ball and sleep, but she knew the consequences to that, and so she kept herself awake, half-listening to the conversation around her. As the scent of rabbit along with the pronghorn caught her attention, the Young Slayer hesitantly lifted her head from Ace’s side to look at the two wolves before them, who had her fate in their paws. Their decision would decide if she lived, or if she died.

Her breath hitched in her throat when the white and cream woman addressed Ace, hinting that he could attempt to catch the rabbit nearby, and possibly be seen as more than just a loner on their border seeking for a home during the winter. She wanted him to go and test his skills, to show off what he could do, but at the same time, she didn’t want to be left alone without him. The Young Slayer was afraid of what the two wolves would do, and she watched silently as Ace padded away, and surprised as the male followed him.

Now that she and the woman were alone together, Adsila lowered herself accordingly, spreading out her legs so she wouldn’t fall over from the exhaustion that attempted to take over her. When the white and cream woman asked what she liked to do – her voice more kind and soft than before – the Young Slayer swallowed nervously, her eyes drifting to where Ace and the male had disappeared, before returning back to the ground which the woman stood upon. “H-hunt,” she stammered out, not quite hiding the nervousness she felt, even though the woman was attempting to be nicer. She didn’t know if it was a test, to see if she was good enough to be a member, but she hoped that her meager hunting skills could do it, even if rabbits and other small animals were all she could catch.

At the Young Slayer’s soft, stammering answer, her silvery green eyes hesitantly lifted up to look into the white and cream woman’s face – not directly into her eyes though – and saw her nod thoughtfully. Her heart lifted slightly at the small movement; maybe her talent would be enough to gain entry into the pack. But just as quickly as Adsila looked up, her eyes lowered again, not willing to disrespect the woman.

Ears twitching at the woman’s question, she glanced in the direction Ace and the other male had gone, but seeing no shape of either male her gaze quickly returned to in front of her. “I don’t…follow him around everywhere,” the Young Slayer hesitantly whispered, being careful of how she worded her sentences and what she said. She was not very social, and so the tendency of speaking in tones of which she shouldn’t sometimes slipped out, and right now, she felt angry at the woman’s question, which could just as easily be an accusation.

Keeping her eyes averted so any traces of the anger she felt was at least partially hidden, Adsila took a few breaths to calm herself and revert back to her usual quiet, neutral state. But at the white and cream woman’s statement, her brows furrowed slightly. Of course Ace couldn’t fully protect her from the winter, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try, and it wasn’t like she let him do everything. Though, the woman didn’t know, so Adsila could see how she would think of it that way.

When the woman asked the Young Slayer what she liked to hunt, her eyes raised slightly again, a shy smile on her face. She had really only hunted small prey, so her choice was fairly limited. “Rabbits and hares.” Even though they were quick, they were the easiest – at least for her - to catch, but during winter there wasn’t often much prey around, so she hadn’t been able to fully work on her technique, but her skills were good enough that she could possibly catch one.

The Young Slayer’s ears twitched back slightly at the pale woman’s short reply and nod, seeming as if she had believed it the entire time. The way she acted made Adsila feel even more like a child, especially as they always thought they were right, when sometimes they weren’t. But the time was not for arguments, and so she kept her mouth tightly closed and head bowed slightly, while also making sure to keep her emotions under control.

But when the pale woman joked about sending her to hunt with Ace and the other male, a shy smile forced its way onto her face. Even though she might have not really meant the words, it was still pleasing to know that she was at least partially thinking about it. Maybe when she was old enough, the hunter role could be hers if the woman thought she had the talent.

Silver green eyes drifted away from dark, icy paws to the white surroundings, taking in the flakes of snow shifting as the wind blew over it, and the thin branches of trees swaying gently in the wind. It would have been wonderful to watch, if not for the fact that she was dead on her feet and starving, as well as dehydrated and freezing. Winter was two different things in one; it was an amazing to see the snow and white paradise, but the effects of it could be harmful, and even fatal.

Adsila glanced back towards the woman again as she spoke, and in a reply nodded her head. She would have liked to hunt more things and build up her skills, but with an early and deadly winter, as well as the disbanding of Pitch pine Trail, she had been too busy for it, which was a little sad to say the least.

When the woman suddenly asked if she and Ace were related, her breath caught in her throat, and she turned her head slightly to the side as great feelings of sadness and grief attempted to engulf her whole. It was the question that tempted the reaction, it was the memories of her blood family. After a few seconds, when the Young Slayer was sure she had her emotions under control, she looked back at the woman. “No… he is a close family friend,” she said very softly, her voice quavering slightly. “He is like an uncle to me,” she added. Though with the recent events, it would be easier to say he was her father, for her whole life he had been there for her, and almost half of it he had looked after her, and she was grateful for it.