Hunting Stories and Snow Angels

*Champion* · 06-03-2013, 02:30 PM

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Champion had scented the herd of deer some time ago and tracked them to one of where one of the forest streams widened out into a watering spot. It was the perfect local for a hunt - with a fringe of trees to the back of them and the sound of rushing water to cover any unsightly sounds, and plus it was snowing! No one in the world could understand how that affected Champion. It reminded her of home - of her first home - and it brought out all the polar bear in her. Already she'd spent what was supposed to be her morning patrol, making snow angles at the border.

Now she wanted to hunt, but not just for hte sake of food. She wanted to have some fun while doing it. That meant companionship. She'd hounded poor Vioxes enough lately and she decided to let him sleep in for once. She went looking for one of her other packmates, scarce though they seemed to be.

The mammoth, when she was far enough away from the deer herd for them to consider her distant background noise, let out a great howl into the frosty air.

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