Mammoth Mess [HUNT PREP FOR LONERS]

Since she'd turned one - frankly, since sometime before that, whenever she could give the slip to the adult eyes in the pack - she'd been eagerly exploring the lands alone. Well, alone except for the leopard and the swift that accompanied her everywhere, but they were her friends so it didn't matter. They made a great team. She'd seen a lot that she'd never seen before, though for the most part her actual surroundings had been fairly monotonous with the snow and the murderous cold. But this - this she had never ever ever seen. From her crouched perch on a boulder, Anja crouched beside her with her own watchful gaze nearly as wide as Aoife's unashamedly slackjawed awed expression, she watched the immense beast weave through the stones, the heavy trunk and its shaggy body like nothing she'd ever seen or heard of before. Tay had just come back from scouting closer to the beast and was twittering a report in her singsong voice when another voice rose up a ways away in a call for a hunt. "Oooooh," she said excitedly, interrupting the swift. She wasn't a hunter by nature though she was capable of feeding herself, but how exciting would that be, to hunt something like this? She assumed it was for the big monster-beast anyway since its presence had basically scared anything else worth hunting into hiding. Imagine the song it would make! She could almost hear the heavy thrumming sound of a drumbeat marking the sound of its immense heart already, the eerie wail of a bullroarer the calls of the wolves gathering to doom it...

Shaking off the dreamy trance of thought, she slipped down from the boulder and trotted up to the group that was gathering. She was by far the smallest wolf there and was in fact not a whole lot taller at the shoulder than the badger she edged past to get into the group, but she held herself confidently, almost cockily, and definitely gave the impression that she wasn't going to brook any objections to her being there.