Autumnal Bounty [Valhalla Pack Hunt]

Justice was resting after her patrol by flopping down in one of the sentry tents. While she was technically off duty, the pack was too small to afford for her to take the rest of the day doing nothing, so she had voluntarily decided to take her break as an extra sentry instead of goofing off, as much as she wished she could forget about duty for a while. Duty was exhausting. Damn but they needed more active members, or she was going to go stark raving mad by the end of the year. It seemed like all anyone got to do anymore was the day to day boring grind of patrol, hunt, patrol, sentry duty, sleep. No one had any time or energy to socialize anymore since Gwen died it seemed.

Her ears pricked at Aurielle's call, and she sat up with a grumpy groan. Duty called, again. At least it was more interesting than the usual numbing rotation. A pack hunt outside the borders. She was no hunter, though she was as capable of feeding herself as anyone, so it was of little benefit for her to participate except that it would be a nice break from routine, and they might get something to break up the otherwise bland diet that plagued a pack without a bunch of hunters to consistently take down larger game.

She tracked the call to find Aurielle sitting with Artur and a stranger who smelled like Abaven. She gave the stranger a curious glance and a nod of greeting before turning to Aurielle. "So what's for dinner, Boss?" she inquired with her usual casual irreverence.