Snack Time, Brats (pup hunt)

A hunt, huh? That sounded like fun! Quickly, Sirius stashed her bedraggled duckling in a deep hole she'd dug just for him. She was counting on his tiny little wings being too...well, tiny and little, to aid him in a jailbreak. Honestly, she was a bit disturbed by the idea of him not being around anymore and was having a hard time picturing him not being there. She made sure to be extra careful in hiding him away.

Duck safely caged, the young Armada took off for the gathering. She arrived seconds after her sister and moved to stand at her left shoulder. She was looking forward to a hunt. Already she'd gotten down the basics. Well, of hunting small prey, at least. Maybe today she'd get to take on bigger prey?