Preparing a Feast

*Surreal* · 04-10-2014, 01:51 PM

Surreal Adravendi

Surreal was late! What kind of Beta was she, if she was late to the first big pack hunt? She had, admittedly, been patrolling, but that was little excuse, now was it? Surreal trotted quickly toward Ashtoreth?s call, arriving just in time to hear Sarak?s suggestion. ?I remember that bull. Saw him on my patrol. His flank?s gored. He didn?t look all that great.? She remarked, dipping her head to the four wolves as she slowed to a stop next to Ravine and Arwel. ?Sorry I?m late. I was patrolling the lake.?

Despite the peaceful stretch of time they were having, she wasn?t going to let her guard fall. She looked around. ?Is this really all who?ve shown up?? Well? Her ears flicked with minor annoyance. While they wouldn?t need every single wolf in the pack to hunt one bull elk, if that was what Ashtoreth chose, this was a pack event, and attendance was smiled upon. Sarak caught her eye and shrugged. She nodded. ?I?ll talk to Mother after the hunt.? Another shrug from the silent Psi male. She wondered if Azalea would ever come home. Sarak thrived when Azalea was home. He was practically a new wolf with the female around. She was aware that he and Azalea had become mates. The absence of both mate and sons must have been agony to him.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

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