Halla lingered near one of the tents, staying on the side with shade so she could rest her legs. It was a shame there were so few trees, if any, here in the dancefloor. That would've been her preferred shelter but she would take what she could get. Halla had considered just digging a den but it seemed a lot of work for something that would only be used for several days. She looked to her make shift sun dial, left out in a sunny patch nearby. It was about time to go for the hunting challenge. Halla got to her feet and moved to where the hunters were to gather. She wasn't a chatty sort and so she simply nodded to the other wolves present before sitting by herself as she waited for instruction.
