Meals on Wheels

Two of the largest wolves in the pack had decided to take the woman up on her offer of a hunt. Roan arrived first and Sirius was a step behind. The scarred woman offered them each a nod. When asked what she would like them to do, Resin motioned towards the pile of saplings. "Sharpen to points. This will be the first step." She sat another spear aside and took up another sapling to sharpen.

"Yesterday and the day before, I dug a large pit in a natural valley. There's a large herd of bison roaming out there. We fill the pit with spears and run the herd down that pathway. Whoever falls in dies. We carry home enough food for the rest of the winter with minimal effort." That was her plan. Easy and to the point. With her leg bothering her so much, she could no longer run long distances. They would be hunting smarter.