The girl stood on the cliff edge staring out at the sea. Her fur was completely dry, for once, and the faded blue fur ruffled in the winter wind. Luckily they were so far south that the worst of the winter winds didn't hit the beach, especially in the cove with the cliff acting as a buffer. The girl stood above the caves that most of the family slept in, apart from a few, and faced the wind. This way, when Anais called for a hunt, Locha heard it immediately. Head turning immediately in the direction of the call. It seems that they were to have a hunt. A faint smile tugged at Locha's lips as the girl began moving at a swift pace towards Anais.
It took her only a minute or two to arrive, seeing as the girl had already been near the the PraeVilendis anyway and soon she neared. Her footsteps turned light and she approached the woman with a tentative smile. Guiltily, Locha had hardly spoken with the woman that had been part of the pack and family for quite a time now. In a friendly but low voice, Locha greeted Anais,
Hello, Anais. I'm guessing we're going to hunt?" she said whilst taking a seat. Locha was far from well skilled at hunting at the land, but she'd be happy to support everyone who was taking part.
