Beaver Eight Beaver Nine, STOP it’s Beaver Time

The pack stores could use with some meat and waterproof hide, so what better place to go an hunt than the beaver dams up north? There was certainly plenty to go around and considering the animals were somewhat small, she could easily take down a few herself and bring them back to the pack. Leaving before the sun rose so that she could encounter them as they were waking and leaving their homes in search of food, sticks, or whatever else they could possibly need, the walk was long but not exhausting. By the time she arrived the sun was only beginning to change the color of the sky at the horizon, giving her plenty of time to rest before they would begin to emerge. She rested underneath a tree with a clear view of a large dam, though there was plenty of space between them and she was even downwind from the giant water-logged rodents.

Yawning, now she could only wait. It couldn't be too long, now.

"Speech!"

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