A LOT had happened since the day the foreign man called out her brother Ty. She had been confused most of the scene and well she was somewhat horrified when one male had zeroed in on herself. Things turned out fine for her, but she was around to see her brother's children being escorted away. Things had been quiet since that day and she had been trying her hardest at this hunting bit. She wanted to bring something to Ty, to try and help lighten his mood. She was sure he was feeling ill since his kids had left because she felt anyone should feel like crud if it happened to them.

It took her a while to hunt down something and while she worked the season changed. The change was welcome and she was enjoying the warm sun upon her back as she foraged and hunted. Now that it was spring she had a lot more to do outside of the pack lands and could finally start her own herb den. Granted she already knew there would be a lot more work needed to be done to her own den to fit this storage area, but right now she could start with a few herbs.

Today she had been extremely lucky She had found and taken a nice bundle of herbs and she had her first successful solitary hunt. She was tickled and grinning ear to ear. It had been a fawn that she managed to take and the yearling was dragging her kill, while she had managed to tie her bundle to her tail. Heading back into the pack lands she knew where she would be headed first, straight to Ty's den. She hoped that he would be there to that she could give him this gift while it was still fresh.

She was coming back as nightfall took over the lands she had taken all day, but it was a successful day. When she reached Ty's den his scent was strong, but she wasn't sure if it was because he was spending a lot more time here or if he was currently here. She stopped and put down her fawn before letting out a few calling barks to him.

"Speech"

He lifted his head at his sisters call, his eyes gummy and his joints aching as he slipped from his den and out into the open. All he wanted was to crawl back in his den until the two weeks were over and never see the sun until then. Even the moonlight was harsh against his eyes in contrast to the clawing darkness of his den. He looked at his grinning sister then to the fawn wearily. She had been the first person to come see him since his children had been taken. Little surprise there considering who half his pack swore secret allegiance to. He wondered if Hannibal had even known of his pack’s culture or if he had simply chosen the parts he liked best and brought his siblings and followers accordingly. “Yes Thora?” He spoke, his voice rough from disuse. He could still feel the heat rolling off the lifeless fawn and the smell of fresh meat was driving him insane, but he kept his eyes on his half sister if only to avoid gracelessly snatching the fawn from her and digging in. Speech Thought

She would anxiously wait for what felt like forever. Then his head popped out of the den and she couldn't help but let her grin grow bigger her tail wagging back and fourth. He looked weary and she hoped this fawn would help him feel stronger and feel better. He had went through so much since that battle and Thora was very hopeful she could at least give him some happiness. She couldn't imagine what it felt like to have your kids taken away. He should would inquire what she wanted.

"I brought you a present," she said before nudging the fawn towards him. "I hope your hungry."

She was joking a little, knowing it was very hard to resist a fresh kill. She grinned stepping back away from the kill allowing him full access to dig in and fill his belly with a good meal. Then maybe he would be up for a full visit and social time with her.

"Speech"