A Mammoth Task (HUNT PREP)

Twig buried herself into the duties of the pack, that and finding joy in little Soul. She didn’t forget her loss, not at all, Twig felt like she grieved every day. She just had to keep going. The days were getting easier now, keeping a routine helped to keep everything on track. Having Corvus beside her was the key to her success. She held tightly to him and she knew that everything would be okay. Twig eagerly answered Brandr’s call, the pack could always use more food. The last hunt she’d attended…

Twig shook her head as her small frame carried her closer to where the hunting party began. Her not so little anymore, nephew already stood at Brandr’s side. Twig offered a small smile to both as she took her place, eager to defer to their master hunter if he was really going after those mammoth beasts.