Here comes mister winter

Stocking up for the winter had been on his mind since the change of temperature. He wasn't sure how this winter would be and he wanted to be prepared. This meant extra work for him, but the young man enjoyed it, he enjoyed keeping busy and having things to do. More and more it seemed the only time he could sit still and relax was when he went to bed at night. Often he had wished that he didn't need to sleep so he could get more things done. He needed more time, but the male gave in when he knew he needed sleep. He had started making stockpiles, hunting whatever he could whether he had been hungry or not, then he would bury it deep under the ground, in spots that were less likely to remain muddy and damp from the weather so far. This meant higher grounds in the territory and at times he found nice caves by the falls to hide food in also. This food would freeze with the ground and when it was needed could be dug up and used to feed others in time of low food supplies. It made him happy to think just how useful this could be, depending on the winter they would have.

His uncle's call rang out just as he finished burying the carcass of a young doe. It had been one that simply had died, but it didn't reek of disease so the male new it would be safe to keep. His black legs hid the dirt that caked them and he quickly finished his duties before taking off towards the meeting. He had expected others to already be there and he had been right. It wasn't many, but he felt as though he should have hustled a little more. Greeting everyone quietly with a friendly wag of his tail and a smile the hunter took a seat and waited for the rest of the pack and the the meeting to start.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think