Sex: None- we are all decieving, lost, and bleeding.
After a tour, and some time she was settling into her new elevated home. Alexander's request was kicking round in her head. Leading a hunt with her new family members. But first she wanted to get aquainted with them. She would have no idea where best they fit in a helpin' order, and from her understanding there were three males, and two other females. If she didn't count her leaders. She was bound to run into one of them. She was intrigued what kind of inhabitents they might be, despite her assigned task. Holding puffs of air in her cheeks, she casually loomed round the plateau. Brooding more like, stalking one end to the other with tail beating against her legs.
She'd spent the better part of her morning scouting, and than spying a mountain goat herd. And actually trailing them, watching their little perks, counting numbers, and noting their choosen paths. Before they got wind she was following she double back to the home zone. Now she was getting a little aggrivated and wanted to accomplish something. Silver ticked ears twisted against her skull, shoulders puffed, while she exhaled and inhaled. The sun was high, and the wind tugged at long wisps of copper mane. Fed up with wasting energy nose brushed round the ground where the scent of bone lingered. Someone had left a little twig of one near a tree, and she snapped it up greedily. If they wanted it, they should of hid it. Circling she stretched across the warm stone, crossing limbs with the bone steadied between them. Gold eyes cast look round before she started knawing at the meager snack.