Jasmine nodded and pushed Chaser faster as well knowing the group had to move. It worried her to know that the women were at their camp having to fend for themselves. Of course Jasmine in no way thought that the red head couldn't take care of everything, but an entire pavilion can be hard to handle without an ankal. Though perhaps with Shahar missing Naiya is the head of home. The blonde watched the ground on the other side of the group looking for any traps. Tomma had been teaching her about working with the dogs as of late. So the challenge of training another's hunters would provide a chance to prove herself.
"I would be happy to train them. Bring them by the Predator's Pride, and I will start working with them," Jasmine said with a smile.
"A trap," Naiya said and pointed to where she was looking at the ground.
Jasmine pushed back causing Chaser to stop. Throwing a leg over to the same side as her other one, the blonde slide down and walked over. Kneeling down the woman watched the other as she worked with the trap. A strange indentation on the group caught her eye. Moving some of the grass out of the way she saw two sets of prints laid out before her. One a smaller print that of perhaps a young rabbit; beside it was a set of larger prints that could easily be a fox or other predator. Motioning the red head to look Jasmine pointed to the set of tracks.
"A rabbit and perhaps a fox? Is the trap bitten through? Or set off?" the woman asked looking over to her once more.
"I would be happy to train them. Bring them by the Predator's Pride, and I will start working with them," Jasmine said with a smile.
"A trap," Naiya said and pointed to where she was looking at the ground.
Jasmine pushed back causing Chaser to stop. Throwing a leg over to the same side as her other one, the blonde slide down and walked over. Kneeling down the woman watched the other as she worked with the trap. A strange indentation on the group caught her eye. Moving some of the grass out of the way she saw two sets of prints laid out before her. One a smaller print that of perhaps a young rabbit; beside it was a set of larger prints that could easily be a fox or other predator. Motioning the red head to look Jasmine pointed to the set of tracks.
"A rabbit and perhaps a fox? Is the trap bitten through? Or set off?" the woman asked looking over to her once more.