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Wolves could be easily irritated. Wren knew from experience that sometimes you just had to exist to be hated. In her previous land, each wolf had a star aligned with their birth. The stars of the main constellation were viewed as holy, and she had been born under a 'bad sign'. Some other pack had decided to hate these wolves, and would even attack them if they knew.

So far, Boreas had been tame. She followed Celeste when moved off, watching the woman pick up a rock and throw it. Wren was concerned about sharp points around the ice getting into paws and pads. "We should make it bigger..." the woman commented, moving closer to the ice and slapping her paw on the edges to make a bigger hole. A silvery form was attracted by the noise.

On instinct, she hooked it and pulled the fat fish out of the water. She turned to Celeste and dropped it between them. "Here" she didn't know if the other woman was hungry, but it was rude to eat alone.

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1/3 - hunt small prey (fish)