Conference Call

"It may sound crazy," Gwen said slowly, "but one of the fattiest creatures I know that could provide enough food for the whole pack would be... well, a bear. Black bears, of course, I don't think I would ever suggest trying to take a grizzly on except in defense." She shrugged, slightly self-consciously. "They're dangerous, and being predators they'd be very different to take down than the prey animals the hunters are used to. It would be more a job for fighters with support from the hunters rather the other way around. Or maybe we can trap it, somehow. A deadfall or something, to kill it safely." She frowned, thinking about it. "It's more dangerous than hunting rabbits, certainly, but the effort may be worth it this time of year. They've filled up all autumn and are just looking to sleep, not fight. Fatty meat, a lot of it, and a thick, heavy pelt on top of that. I could ask around, see if anyone has any ideas for traps that we could set near a den." She laughed. "Like I said, it sounds crazy."