heed the call

A howl for her new comrades.

She had tracked a lone male moose here in the woods, making sure that prey was close. She knew that most pack wolves didn't stray over borders. That they didn't like to be outside safety. Especially during winter months, when tensions with other packs remained high. Wren paced the location with smaller steps, not wishing to go too far. She was still getting a lay of the land.

She let the call settle in the wind. Some wolves would be out, surely? She couldn't exactly take on a huge moose by herself! Armada bred giants, so there was no harm in hunting one. The meat would feed more than a few folks for days. Wren's oceanic eyes sparked with light as footfalls came close. She grunted briefly in welcome, her tail swaying.

"Saw a moose in the woods. If you want to join the hunt, follow me." There was little else to say, considering any more words would spook potential prey. Wren turned and lead the party off.

"Speech"
ooc; first round ends june 6th. if we get more than six wolves, i'll up the prey to extra large!
introductions (1st), hunt (2nd) and final (3rd)
we hunt MOOSE (large)