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Anytime! After the raid sounds good, too. 
Parker had heard her sister ascending the stairs quickly and half-turned to see who it was moving with such quickness to their steps. Because of the difference in pace, the young wolf hadn't recognized the sound of her sister's pawsteps. Amata's normal strides would have been familiar, because Parker had grown up with them around her. Every family member had their own distinct way of walking that she knew by heart. Especially since she was so quiet and focused, it was easy to recall sounds like that when she wanted to. When she did realize it was Amata, she felt her lips spread into a broad grin. It had been far too long since she had spent significant time with her older sister. The pair of lighter sisters amid the darker patterning of their other siblings.
As Amata's arm wrapped around her shoulder, Parker leaned into the embrace. Her own arm curved around the older girl's waist and pulled her sister into a hug. It was good just to smell Amata, to inhale the deeply familiar and comforting smell of family. Though she was a solitary wolf in many ways, there were exceptions. One huge exception was made for all of her family members. At the question, she shrugged her shoulders lightly. Pulling her satchel around and off of her hip, she pulled out the dead rabbit and offered it to Amata with a tilt of her head. Wondering if her sibling might want to use the rabbit for something. It was pretty much the answer to "how her day had been", too. This was the successful end to a day, bringing back food for the pack. Her older sister shouldn't be too surprised that Parker hadn't verbally responded, given that Parker didn't tend to be a very verbal communicator.