Aleni, quite frankly, didn't care why a pack mate of their's was out in the woods at a time when no wolf in their right mind would go. All the huntress wanted to do was find and kill something suitable for the Bones pack, and most importantly, Irons. Whether it was one of the huge, scruffy creatures she dared not to go near, or one of the hoofed animals she often took down, she didn't care. The only thoughts running through her mind were on Indira, and how she was slowing them down.

Getting slowed down on a hunt by another wolf was a huge pet peeve of Aleni's, and as she soundlessly watched the two before her, she settled for a scowl. "Let her go back herself, Skule. We don't have the time to baby-sit her like this." She snarled, taking a step toward the direction they had been traveling in. "She's keeping us from our hunt, and you know that Irons won't take too kindly to going back empty-handed."

The comment about Irons caused her eyes to narrow and she spun back around, hackles raised. "How dare you! How dare you speak of Irons that way! You should be slaughtered on the spot, left to be eaten by those grotesque beasts! Come, Skule. Leave her to go back or leave the pack. This fool isn't worth our time unless she is willing to hunt beside us in order to redeem herself." With that, she turned back around, waiting for the beta to join her.

The urge to kill Indira was almost overwhelming, but she would leave that up to Irons. That was assuming that the female would continue to disrespect him, at the very least.