While she originally had been dreading the arrival of Adelayde's liter, as the twins aged - day by day - Jessie found a small smile growing on her lips at the sight of them. The woman was not sure if everyone else held her sentiment, but Jessie felt it was better to approach the situation with a positive attitude, with hopes that others would do that same. The Rye Queen was headed back from her round of the borders, having observed the outside area for an update on the movement of coyotes in the area. She was headed back in with the intentions of checking in on the pack caches and coming up with a game plan for how they were going to refill them. She paused, however, when light, uncoordinated pawsteps caught her attention. Emerald eyes turned to a moving part of the Rye Field, when a flash of tawny caught her eye. Eyebrow arching up, the mother inhaled sharply, shaking her head as a small smile twitched on her lips. Her voice held no animosity to it when she spoke, "Lisa, what are up to?" The girl wasn't in trouble, Jessie just wanted to ensure that she was not headed outside of the borders.

A small smile formed at the corners of the Rye Queen's lips as the child started at her voice. It was not Jessie's intention to startle her, but the mother often forgot that a pup's spatial awareness was much different than that of their elders. Much more reason for her not to go outside the territory lines. The tawny girl was cute and would no doubt be beautiful when she came of age. @Laike would certainly have his paws full when the time came and she was sure the parents already did. Emerald eyes crinkled in delight at the girl's words. "Of course, where would you like to go?" The Tainn woman would accompany the girl. It would do well to spend time with the child and ensure that she stayed within the bounds of the territory, just in case there were any coyotes that grew the courage to get close to their borders.

Jessie was glad to see that the child was enjoying their time outside of the den. It was refreshing to see such unhindered curiousity and happiness. The Rye Queen followed behind the tawny child quietly, watching as she took in the world around her. Jessie's focused was snatched by something else nearby though. She smelt it before she saw it, mouth watering in anticipation as her gaze traveled across the golden rye to pinpoint where the prey was exactly. The monochrome woman's grey ears were perked forwards eyes darting towards the rock where her prey desperately took cover for.

Vasilisa's voice echoed in the back of her mind. It would be a quick question to answer after she took care of this. In this case, Jessie used her speed to her advantage in order to gain distance on her prey. It was a quick and easy battle, with the open field giving her an easy advantage. The pepper-and-salt colored alpha soon had the grey pelted catch firmly clenched within her jaws and was trotting back towards her second's daughter. Dropping the prey in front of her, the mother took a seat, emerald eyes thoughtful, "This is a hare. We hunt them and if we don't get them right away we store it away for later." While Lisa was young, she would eventually need to learn about this, if she hadn't already.

It was close enough and Jessie was sure that in no time Lisa would be spurting out sentences a mile a minute. She smiled down at the child, pleased with their discovery. Nodding her head, the mother's voice was soft, "Yes, exactly. A hare. Wanna try?" The Rye Queen ripped off a piece of the prey and offered it to the tawny child in front of her. The rest was for herself but the Tainn first wanted to see if Vasilisa had a taste for the meat presented to her. Of course, every wolf had their preferences and Jessie was not really a hare lover herself - but when times were tough, anyone would be happy with whatever they could get by with.

The Rye Queen did her best to smile and nod her head in encouragement. She wanted to teach the younger ones what she knew because eventually there would be a day where she wouldn't be around to do that anymore. The monochrome woman felt something in her warm when Lisa approached the piece of meat Jessie pulled off. The mother's tail wagged behind her. It was a sight to see, little Vaslisa trying the hare, curious as to what it had to offer. It was a no-go, however, for the young girl, who seemed to have decided that the hare was not quite up her alley. This was fine. The children would no doubt acquire their taste for what they liked eventually. But if push came to shove then a wolf would eat anything that was offered to them at their lowest point. Wanting some for herself, Jessie bent town to take a few bites herself, emerald eyes looking over the tawny child in front of her. With a hopeful smile on her face, and chin now blood-stained, Jessie spoke, "See? Not so bad."