Ain't That Just the Way Life Goes - Pack Hunt

Skye Collins · 03-12-2011, 01:28 PM

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It wasn't long before she saw Slade, one of the members of the pack. He wasn't new, and she had seen him around a couple of times; word had it that he was a writer, like herself. The tan coyote was in his Lupus form, although Skye didn't think he was a Luperci. Glad that he had answered her call so quickly - she didn't usually call the pack, but today she had - and standing from her sitting position, she padded over to the coyote.

"Good morning, Slade," she said politely. She noticed that although his large, cupped ears were pricked, he was slightly bent over, an curious and slightly troubled look on his face. "Don't worry, nothing's wrong - but scent that?" She allowed him a moment to sniff the air around them; the caribou smell was like a tingling in the back of her nose, but it was certainly there; she was sure that the coyote would be able to smell the prey from here. "It's our first big prey herd in months - if I can round up enough of the pack to take down a few, it'd feed the entire pack!"

She glanced around; she knew that she wasn't as authoritative as Shawchert was, but she was confident that more of the pack would come than this; if she had scented the caribou, no matter how far away, it should only be a matter of time before the rest of them did, as well. This was a special day; it'd be the first hunt they would have had together as a pack, and she was excited to see how it played out.

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