Live and Let Learn

Silas was almost always looking for the opportunity to hunt, or explore and hunt or explore while he was out for a hunt. He didn’t have many hobbies besides that. He’d been able to be much more adventurous with the compass on his foreleg. He could find his way home wherever he went, in addition to knowing where the true north was. His father couldn’t have given him a better gift. He felt so much more freedom now that he never had to worry about making his way to the Hallows hearth.

After the festival he had taken to scouting again, looking for a good opportunity to hunt. His dark paws carried him to the cedar falls. The trees were massive, giving all sorts of prey cover and the falls water for those same animals. Surely he could bring something home. Silas would become distracted by the scent of another wolf, hidden by the rain. Suddenly the area opened up into the clearing around a pool and there she was.

Much like Silas she looked as though she were starting to scout for prey, and if Silas knew anything about hunting it was more paws made light work. "You look like you’re about to head off for a hunt, mind if I join in?" He asked with a curious tilt of his head.

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