The Greatest [PACK HUNT AND GATHERING]

It seemed like this was never going to end! Karabela dug in deep, golden eyes glancing to her niece who she could see was struggling but she didn't dare let go or the beast could surge right over the younger wolf. Nia and Qualm were digging in as well. Finally the ram crumpled to the ground dead. Karabela quickly released her grip and ran over to her niece. "Dagmær are you alright?" The girl shook off her aunts worry and instead congratulated everyone. Raba turned to Qualm and quietly spoke, "Will you take a look at her leg when we've finished here? I don't mean to fuss but I want to be sure she's alright." Karabela couldn't quite explain it but she felt a lot of responsibility for her niece. In some ways they were the last of their family and those ties were important to her in a way she couldn't quite express. She couldn't help but worry.

"I agree with Dag's sentiments. I'll open the abdominal cavity and we'll eat our fill before taking the rest back to the den site." Karabela moved to the creatures belly and worked at the flesh until she'd made the desired incision. She intended to cure the hide and she wanted to figure out something to do with the horns but for now the fatty organ meat would serve well to fuel her hunters.

"Speech"