There something about the strangers lighting

[Pontiac]

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For Pendzez She had made a promise to teach Ty how to cook; now sadly she offered up to do the hunting so the catching would be slim if she was able to get anything good. She left her faithful hat at home, hung up on the nail at the head of her bed, as she moved deeper in the pack lands. She knew the pack had cattle and other names at the ranch but she would rather not touch them, winter was quickly approaching and Pontiac knew that food was going to be harder and harder to get till spring when new life would spring back into the lands. She lay down upon the ground waiting for the prey to come; she had passed these parts of the lands as she traveled back and forth around in the lands and had seen the marking of prey in these lands. She shifted her ears around as she heard something, she quickly rocked her body up into a stances where her paws where ready to go upon the first sight of an animal. She would make sure that there was at least something for meat in the stew, vegetable wouldn’t be an issue, she knew this was harvest season and there was some bond to be some late bloomers.

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