And then there was another, a dark wolf came near her side and took down the adult vixen, Minka had not been planning on capturing them, but she would be grateful to accept any kind of help. Especially since this female carried the same scent that she had so recently acquired, making this fae part of her family even if Minka did not know her name. The voice that came from the dark body was shocking, and the tawny wolf's eyes widened slightly in response, but she continued her circling, keeping the young from running off without the mother. A couple times the kits came too close to leaving the perimeters and Minka nipped at them, keeping them in a fairly tight knit circle, she didn't want them in their territory, but she also did not want them to run off without their parent and starve to death, or worse come back looking for food.

The younger fae released the mother and the trio went crashing through the brush as fast as they could, running from what they were sure to think was certain death. Minka turned to the raven wolf with a lopsided wolfy grin, though they were a nuisance they certainly were fun to chase, and could potentially provide meat if the pack got desperate. Then she spoke in her own voice, one that sounded like warm liquid honey, reminding many that heard it of being a cub snuggled against their mother's side in the den, "Hello there, my name is Minka, I'm the newest addition to your pack." The fae dipped her muzzle respectfully towards the other female, she knew that she had taken her rank as second and hoped that this would cause no confrontation between them.

As the younger wolf groomed herself Minka gave her own fur a small shake, forcing the hairs back into place that had been misplaced in the chase. She could feel her own tail begin wagging in response to the others, it seemed that there would be no conflict between them about the change in rankings and for this the fae was grateful to this dark girl. She had been hoping not to step on any toes at all in this pack, especially not this early after arriving, seeing as she had only joined late last night. Minka smiled kindly to her pack mate, "Not frightening at all Simaea, though I will admit it was a little surprising," it was only now that the tawny she wolf noticed the scars alone the neck of the other girl, but she made no comment of these.

Minka's eyes roved after what the young girl had gestured towards, the foxes were nowhere to be seen, though they had left quite a trail of debris and their scent still filled the fae's nose, they would not be hard to track. Smiling she proceeded first through the trees, giving a nod of thanks to the yearling and wordlessly she began down the trail that the pests had left behind in their wake. Turning to Simaea she mused, "I'm not sure how far we can follow them as they seem to be heading for the marsh, but we should at least make sure we get them as far from the caches as possible." It seemed fairly obvious, but Minka had wanted to fill the silence that was stretching between them, plus at least this way they were on the same page.

The tawny fae picked up the place slightly, turning it into a fair paced trot, it wasn't hard to follow the path so there was no need to go slowly. She turned to the other, making sure that she had no problem with the change in pace before continuing. It felt good to be stretching her legs, even better to have a companion to do it with, it was an added bonus that this way she could get a better feel of her new territory. She did not want to slow the pack down if there ever came a time that they needed to move quickly throughout their land, and she made a decision to explore as much of the territory as possible over the next few days.

Simaea seemed pleased at her response and Minka gave her a shy smile, she had not met anyone but the alpha's in the pack yet and she was glad that this was going well. The younger fae seemed distracted though, stopping once to bury some kind of plant and the tawny girl tilted her head thoughtfully, she must be a healer, perhaps she is gathering herbs to help with Narimé's nausea. They continued on however and Minka decided that perhaps she would ask her about it once they had finished stalking the foxes, it was better to finish one job before starting another. They were nearing the border, perhaps another 5 minutes trot at most when the grey girl voiced her question, "I would like to follow them to the border, but there is no point in following them any further past there," she answered kindly.

They continued on and when they reached the border Minka scented around the general vicinity, coming to the verdict that the family indeed had gone off towards the marsh and had not turned around. Turning to Simaea she smiled, "Well I don't think they will turn around and come back, though they aren't always the brightest of creatures," she chuckled, thinking of how much chatter they had foolishly been making. She decided to use the trip back to get to know this other fae better, they were family after all and family should know each other. The pace was slower than it had been when they had stalked the foxes, more of a slow lop now, like an afternoon stroll.

When they neared the spot where Simaea had buried her findings Minka paused, allowing her to dig them back up if she so wished, "I take it that you're a healer, perhaps you could teach me some of the practice sometime?" The voice was kind, and the inquiry honest, she knew nothing of medicine though her aunt had been a healer. It had always fascinated her, though it was also confusing, the names and their purposes always got fogged in her mind and she couldn't keep them straight. She knew that Simaea's talent would become especially important once the pups came full term and the birth began, pups were prone to fall into unexpected illness and without a healer around they often times died.

Minka chuckled quietly at the young girl's abandon, it seemed like she had never done a patrol that had some kind of event take place. Perhaps she hadn't, the pack was still young and Simaea looked like she was only a yearling, maybe she had never been in a proper pack before becoming part of Whisper Caverns. The fae could feel her tail wag in response to the others, it did feel good to have accomplished something for the pack, even if it had only been chasing off a few foxes. It seemed that the younger female held no grudges to the rank changes, and for this the tawny femme was glad, she had not wanted to step on anyone's toes when she joined and she had been afraid moving so quickly up the ranks might do exactly that.

The older woman waited while Simaea buried her nose in the dirt for her answer, and was given information about the plant that went in one ear and right out the other. She chuckled again shaking her head slightly, "I've always been terrible at this kind of thing, I can never keep the names and their uses straight, they all get jumbled up in my mind." It was true, Minka was not somebody you should go to for medical treatment, she would probably accidently kill you before she ever healed you, no she would stick to hunting. She gave the girl another shy smile an idea coming to her, she had always been an excellent huntress and she prided herself upon the fact, "Maybe I could help you out with hunting, I'm hoping I will eventually be proclaimed huntress, and I would love to practice before my first hunt with the pack." The words grew more excited as they continued, they seemed like an excellent idea to her and she hoped that Simaea would agree.