Beaver Eight Beaver Nine, STOP it’s Beaver Time

Speech ─ Think

The newcomer wasn't hesitant and Widow liked that about them. Eager to help, even. Useful for Hellborn if this hunt went well, she was certain. As the younger wolf made her way to the waters edge, Widow gave her and the water a wide berth before dipping into the cooler water. It wouldn't be hard chasing the beavers over to the speckled blue wolf, but first she had to tempt them out of their dam as the scent of predators was probably keeping them holed up inside.

What better way than to start dismantling some of their home? It would certainly draw Widow out if someone started doing it to her den, and she wasn't wrong either. Soon enough, one beaver poked its head out and griped at her for tearing up its home and even started to come out of the dam! Widow smirked and snapped her teeth at the animal, effectively chasing it away from its home as she closed the distance between them. It didn't take much to start herding the beaver to the edge of the water where the other wolf was waiting, though she could only hope that the beaver wouldn't spot the impending threat before said threat caught it.

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