Left front leg swirled lazily in the warm, delicious water of the hot spring. Winter had receded and spring had broken out in patches around the land. Ludicael had been quiet and gatherings were rarely held, meetings, hunts, trainings, Birna had half a mind to start one herself but for the moment she was content to languish at the edge of the hot spring. There'd been no sign of any other Xanilovs. The bear woman debated the merits of continuing the search or starting her life fully here.
Flicking some of the hot water onto the rocks she rested her head on her right foreleg, back legs tucked comfortably under her belly. It was not her place to call a meeting but perhaps a hunt would be welcome. Birna made note to begin tracking. There would be young born after the winter, weak and tender meat ripe for the taking. Perhaps it would be a good opportunity to get to know her packmates.
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