our map was upside down this whole time

How dare Sigleif go hunting without the rest of them? Dómari was a good hunter, a great one even! With a fierce growl he sprang into the nearest mud puddle, paws sliding in the goop, sending it spraying up around him as his jaws fastened around a stick which he began to shake violently. He wanted to go to and it wasn’t fair! Sitting down with a plop the rotund boy chewed thoughtfully on the stick. Surely he wasn’t the only one awake. It wasn’t that early out. Securing his prize tightly in his jaws he bounded towards the river which was rushing past, fueled by the heavy spring storm. With a little wiggle he turned his head sharply and tossed the stick into the river letting out a yelp of excitement as it plopped in and was whisked swiftly down stream. That was fun… time to do it again! Scampering back toward the makeshift den site he started hunting for more sticks.