Failure of a hunt.
Sunny
Hala gave a nod, although she wouldn't eat much. It would top off her earlier meal. It was equal work, and more than enough to go around. The dark woman dug in, only to hear a set of growls from the darkness, a sound that drew Hala's attention up. A fucking pack. Great! It wasn't too big of a pack, but a pack to say the least.
Ears twisted back against her skull, stepping over the recent kill, her head shoulder height. Her tail whipped in annoyance. The yips seemed to come to a end, probably taking note of the two females. Hala opened her jaws, only to snap them shut. Blood from eatting spraying from her tongue. Lapping at her tongue in annoyance.
Her body was relaxed but tense, she didn't want to deal with this at all. The small pack of coyotes drew closer, stalking the two females. They sent out a larger male. He was hungry, and a stolen kill was just up his alley way. He wasn't normally one to go stealing from others, but tonight was different. Tonight he was too hungry, and would provide given the chance for his pack. A snarled growl seeping forth.
Hala's Speach - speech
Thoughts (voices) - voices
Stephens Speach- stephens voice
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