Xen, her long ears perking up slightly at the mention of her name, seems eager to contribute.  She relays the information the best way she can, by describing how much of the day it would take to walk there, and what range they tend to cover.  ((LisztesFerenc?))  "I wander more than most," she says softly, shrugging.  "Not that I'm not welcome, but..." she catches herself as her eyes start to trail off, and her confidence seems less sincere, "... my clan is not among them any more.  If we treat them with respect, they will respond in kind."