A Tusky Morsel This way Comes [Hunt Meeting]

She’d been tidying up and weeding out her mother’s herb garden when Ardyn’s voice called for the pack. Legacy glanced at her mother who nodded toward the call. If this was as big a hunt as it sounded like it would be, then they’d need a healer involved in case of injury.

Legacy swiped her paws through the grass, scrubbing the dirt from her fur as she set off, slipping her gathering pouch on. It held her emergency kit and supplies, and she hoped she wouldn’t have to be using it. If he needed so many that even those who weren’t dedicated to hunting, then whatever Ardyn wanted to bring down was dangerous.

Legacy slowed to a stop, glancing between Ardyn and Cairo as she took a seat to the side, wondering who all would respond to the call. Maybe she wouldn’t be the only healer to attend today.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think