The fact that another wolf was nearby did nothing to stop Rana. She continued her lesson regardless, not at all concerned by the prospect of the other wolf seeing or noticing her. Of all the gifts she had been given by her blood, her confidence was one of them. It may have been unearned confidence, but it was confidence nonetheless. She did, however, growl beneath her breath because the stranger had not been stealthy, and so Rana was sure their presence would frighten all the birds and scare away any prey she might have been able to practice with.

Frustration had distracted her, and soon enough, the stranger was upon her. Rana had paused, all too aware that if she got frustrated, she'd only further ruin her chances of succeeding. Runihura, her brother, had taught her that much at least. Nobody had really taught her how to behave with strangers, though.

When Renja spoke, Rana's attention snapped to her immediately. Her eyes were locked onto Renja's within a second, unfamiliar with the woman's curiosity. Rana's little heart pounded but she stood her ground, her head high and tail quickly following suit. Of course, any adult would have recognised the unfamiliarity and caution in her face, even if she tried to hide it behind stoicism.

"I was learning to hunt!" She huffed, clearly displeased with admitting it - or having been asked the question at all. She had hoped her intentions had been obvious, that anybody might look at her and see that she was a hunter by nature.

"There was prey nearby, but you scared it off. You weren't being quiet at all." She lied, and then she bared her teeth ever so slightly in another effort to hide the insecurity that came along with being both a child, and having been sprung in the middle of an unsuccessful attempt at anything. There was nothing worse than feeling bare after all, and Rana had begun to feel very much so next to a stranger. How many strangers had Rana even met? Her paws answered for her, and she jerked back a step. None, really. She'd only known her kin.