Blowing the Bugle Horn

ooc: Since we only have one ranked hunter at this time, Shrap and I agreed that this is pack wide which includes all ranks. Failure to post will be a demotion in rank. If you are unable to post you must pm either Shrap or I to let us know otherwise your are unexcused.
First Round due by December 11th

With Leshia gone and activity being quiet, even at the last meeting called, it had been decided that a pack hunt was a must. It was winter and the pack needed to be fed to survive and without hunters, the other ranks were needed to step up and fill in the gaps. That was how a pack should work regardless of the title you held. The pack needed to step up or else their survival would be on the line. He trudged further from the location of the herd, determination in his eyes. He was placed in this rank to help Rory out and he had every intention of doing so and this meant to kick activity into gear and keep the pack on their feet. The seasoned hunter traveled far enough away that the quarry wouldn't be spooked by his howl. Once reaching a decent spot, he stopped in the hard crusted snow. This type of snow was deep, but the thick crust and the way him and his fellow wolves, they would be able to move on top of the snow with ease, and without sinking to awful much, but for their quarry, it would not be that easy on them. He hoped it would make this hunt more easy and smooth since not all of the wolves attending may not be the most skilled, but could manage. Lifting his head he let his deep toned, booming howl ring through the quiet winter air, calling fourth the whole pack in order to bring down a good meal. "Talk" | 'Think'