((She looks good, Wolf! I myself am too lazy to get out my tablet. Sorry about the wait, I'm not so used to handling this many characters. ;c))
Kade coughed at Delano's reply. "Ah, yes, your cooking is marvelous," he said, taking another bite from his portion of the hawk. "Or rather, your lack of it. Simply divine." He rolled this piece of meat around in his mouth some more before swallowing it, exploring the foreign taste and texture. Personally, he found it to be stringy and bland raw and without herbs, but everyone was different. Frankly, what Delano did was none of his business, as long as he made a capable beta. Although, come to think of it, Kade wasn't sure what Delano's duties led him to do throughout the day. He hadn't really thought about it until now, actually. "Are there any other quirks of yours that I should be made aware of?"
Mm, I see," said Fey in a bland tone that suggested she didn't see at all. So they were simply running through the forest at Sparrow's will? I could do better, she thought even as she said, "I'm sure you won't mind if I join you" in a tone that didn't put it up for debate. She was aware that this confidence would normally be labelled more precisely as "arrogance," but ahe felt entitled to it. She doubted that any of the other wolves in the pack — or any of the wolves in any of the other packs, either, for a matter of fact — had had an upbringing like hers. In fact, she wouldn't be surprised if none of them had ever killed another wolf. Not that she was eager to ask around about it, of course; that would raise even more suspicion around her, and heaven knew she didn't need more of that. Honestly, their wary glances didn't bother her as they would other wolves; rather, she reveled in the discomfort she gave them, and the only thing stopping her from acting up even more was the reminder that she was a subordinate and thus subject to Maia's authority. Maia had been the one who had let her in, after all, and though she didn't like it, this placed Fey under her power.
Aella looked between Saber and the bear, again unsure of how to proceed. He seemed to be holding up fine on his own and the bear looked young, even backing away at Saber's menacing snarl. But Aella had fought enough predators before to know that even the inexperienced ones were a danger. Should this bear gather enough courage to attack, the consequences, she knew, could be devastating. A single swipe of its large paw could deliver a fatal blow if aimed in the right place. "Saber?" she said uneasily, looking to him now for leadership even though she had slightly resented him for it just a little earlier. He was the leader hunter; he had to know better than her what to do. "Are you going to attack?"