how 'bout them cowgirls
Word Count → +3 (+10 hunting) :: RAWR. um...she is "sneaking" out to go tracking...
They needed more food and supplies to store up for the winter. The cold weather was coming on fast, temperatures already dropping low enough to leave ice crystals covering everything in sight. If the pack members didn’t get a move on building up their supplies…there would be no supplies by the middle of the snowy season. Of course they were all working hard to avoid starvation in the future, but there was so much more to be done still. Not only did they need more food to put into storage, there were things on the Court House that needed repairs. A few windows were busted and needed to be covered, as well as a couple cracks in the walls on the top floor.
Dixie was on her way to go tracking again. The previous trip hadn’t gone so well after she’d bumped in to the male, Helotes, from Inferni, and he’d tried to seduce her on the dirt. The game trails had been found and noted, but she hadn’t gotten very far in following where they actually went. There was nothing else to do for her, since she wasn’t built for tearing buildings down or collecting huge piles of firewood. She was, however, perfectly equipped for taking down game, whether it be big or small. All of her baskets were currently being used as traps and for fishing, so the only things she had to collect before leaving her and Wayne’s room was a cloak and some rope, a few knives to strap onto her body, and another few skins for the horses.
A soft whistle was given when she got outside and within moments all of her equine friends were coming to see what she wanted. Duke walked up and draped his head over her shoulder, snorting and nudging her in a friendly manner. She grinned and gave him snuggles before draping the mountain lion skin over his back. The cat that had left the scars on his backside was dead and skinned and now being used as a warm blanket/saddle. After pulling herself up onto the stallion’s back, she gave Fern a gentle pat on the nose and nudged Duke’s sides gently, indicating that he should move. She had decided to go out without Wayne once again…lately things had felt a little awkward between them, and she didn’t want to cause strain on the relationship by making things weird.
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