It's some sort of pile[Pack Hunt]

"She's an atomic bomb"


The woman heard the call of the dame. Six smirked, a hunt. She had to participate. She was going to be promoted, there wasn't a doubt. Though, she could not do much since her lungs were shot. They were horrible. With each movement she felt a sting from her chest. But, she knew her limits. The woman could help in her own way. Six was a warrior, a brute, a behemoth. She would never give up because of some random injury. Six was not weak. She would never be weak.

Six saw the woman, she prowled over to the lighter colored femme with silent paws. The behemoth smirked softly, holding back a cough. Those purple orbs slipped to the caribou down the way, she could barely make them out. The beast looked back to the other lady and rolled her shoulders. "I can go down there and help with the take down, I am not a runner due to a recent injury." Six was honest but her voice was quiet. One could hear the rasp from her sore throat. The ash had done a toll on her, but she was more worried about Ky then herself. The pup had been caught in the storm like herself and he had inhaled a horrible amount of hot ash like herself. The woman had developed an eye for the pup from that day, she felt as if it was her duty to keep him safe. Though, Six would never over step the mother pup boundaries that Sendoa had earned.