Ralie
When the birds burst from the trees, she sighed in relief and relaxed her bow arm. Kitty turned to apologize with a sheepish smile and Ralie smiled back with a shrug. It was a non-issue, Ralie was equally as skittish as her sister. She left Kitty alone to dry off, returning to the meat. Blue sat at her feet following her hands as she handled their breakfast.
"Be patient," she scolded the little wolf, and after a few more moments she finally relented tossing him a piece.
She took a few bites, but was unable to keep going, her stomach rolled uncomfortably. The rustle had just been birds... but she couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched, and her instincts weren't usually wrong. Something was observing them. What it was she had no clue.
"So... do you think it's true, Ralie? Do you... I mean... Could there seriously be a place where we don't have to run anymore? A safe place?" Ralie turned to her sister and opened her mouth to respond, and shut it just as quickly. She had heard the rumors and had written them off just as quickly. It could be lies, tricks told by hunters a place to rally them up.
"A city of Wargs would be pretty cool," Kitty mused more to herself and Blue, and Ralie grimaced. She could see how amazing that would seem to Kitty. How much of an amazing opportunity that would be, but was it worth the risk? "That is where we're going, right?" Fuck. Ralie turned her face up to smile at her sister, making the decision before she could talk herself out of it. "Yeah, Kitty, that's where we're going."