Bring Home the Bacon [festival hunt]

Shiki turned to face a male who approached him, tail wagging slightly. He nodded to the stranger, and before he could respond to him a female with a strange scent came to join them. Though to Shiki, she seemed a little stand offish. Her tone of voice didn't sound amused...she just seemed to sound kind of...not nice. Him? Join a pack? Shiki had thought about it countless times, though he had been waiting for his Father to get him for when he claimed his own pack, but he began to wonder that perhaps he shouldn't wait anymore. The problem was, he wasn't sure which pack to join...nor how many exactly there were. He hadn't done too much exploring, so he had yet to discover who lived among the lands beyond the Eastern skies. Eyeing the blue hued femme, he leaned towards the male Emery "What's her problem?" He muttered for his ears. He had nothing against her, though she didn't seem particularly happy to be here. Perhaps she was already a pack wolf, or had been at one point and she had been in several pack hunts. Perhaps that's why she didn't think it such a big deal. But he himself, however, didn't take things for granted. This was his first hunt pack or wolf or not, and he would do his best and show his best skills (if any), to them. The Alpha especially. Maybe he could even inquire about this pack when it was all over, and perhaps gain a little exploring and delving into some other packs to see what they were all about...

It was time then. for them to discuss their prospective hunt. Shiki sitting quietly as he listened to the Alpha, whose name he learned was Frith. So they were going to hunt Pigs? He had never hunted a pig before, the only thing he had really hunted were rabbits and fish...and the occasional bird. His stature too small to really hunt anything big like Deer. But his determination was bigger then his size, so he would do his best in this hunt. He nodded at Frith's suggestion, and so he would move to a position on the Alpha's left a foot or so away, waiting for the signal (if any) to move. His father had told him before, that when hunting with others, it was best to have a plan, so that everyone knew what to do and not run amok. Else, no prey would be had. He glanced at the others, wondering how good they were at hunting, and was sure that they would give all their effort like he would...or maybe they wouldn't. He didn't know. Though he was pretty sure they were more skilled then he was at Hunting. Nonetheless, it wouldn't stop him from trying.