It Started With A Whisper

Karabela was glad to at least be able to check of these territories in her quest for bison pelts. She would have to venture south and see if there were any packs down that way that would have access to such prey. Or… well, she could take her pack on a field trip. There was no rule saying they couldn't hunt in unclaimed lands and as far as she knew the Buffalo Knolls still lay abandoned. Of course that would mean leaving Ivory Ridge undefended and that idea did not sit well with her. Perhaps the field trips would have to wait until the pack grew a bit more.

She grinned at the mention of a hunting party at the range. A joint hunting between packs? Now that was an interesting idea. "That is quite an interesting idea Faite and one I am open to. A joint hunt between our packs with a splitting of the carcass could prove worthwhile." While Dagmær was her only full time hunter she had a feeling that some of her other members would be interested as well. Raba nodded. "Certainly, I'll visit with my menders and visit you again though I imagine it will likely be in spring when there is more to be found."

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