Morning Reports [Domari]

Dómari sat down smoothly and wrapped his tail around his feet before considering her question. "Our stores are doing well. The winter has been harsh though and it's killing off much of the prey, however, on the other paw the awful weather is pushing prey from northern lands into our plains." The Vericona Plains were a haven for animals desperate for food in these harsh times.

"I'm doing alright. Can't say I care to much for this weather but we'll persevere. More importantly, how are you doing?" A hunter's nose was vital to his success and Dómari hadn't missing the change in Aurielle's scent. She was pregnant and her health was of utmost importance to the pack.