Coming home

So maybe Onoskelis had taken the very clear indications that her uncle might not want her around a little too literally. She remained close by as much as she could, occasionally she'd made an effort to offer help in her own way. She'd taken to ranging farther from the band to hunt, returning mostly every few nights to drop off some of her own prizes before heading out again, and maybe she'd forgotten to tell her mother what she was doing... In truth, she didn't really know what else to do, she felt some anxiety at the thought of her uncle, and wasn't sure if it was her job or her mother's to finally settle whatever their whole deal was and instead of facing the issue head on she'd taken something of a passive role but she also had to admit that she also didn't like it, it felt useless, she felt useless.

Still, she didn't know what else to do so it's what she did. When her uncle's call went up Onoskelis had just finished a catch, and she felt a bubble of anxiety building in her stomach. She swallowed hard and started the trek back to where her family was. The rabbit she'd caught dangling from her jaws as she finally drew close enough to see both adults, no wonder her mother had gotten there first, she'd been some ways away when the call had gone up. There was a wariness in her stance, ears pulling back slightly and her head and tail dropping, though she still stepped forward slightly to drop her catch between her uncle and herself, stepping back to settle uneasily onto her haunches.

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