After lazing about in her den for part of the morning Cael was finally contemplating venturing out into the winter morning. Last night she'd slept like a pup, totally exhausted from the previous days adventure. Her eyes were still heavy when she crawled towards her den's entrance, yawning and trying to blink the sleep away. It was... definitely snowing again, with a thick layer of ominous looking clouds overhead. Cael considered going back to bed. Why she ended up finally leaving the den she honestly wasn't sure. Part of it was the hunger that rumbled in her stomach now that she was awake.

She'd settled on starting by getting some breakfast and was making her way towards where she'd stashed several rabbits recently when she caught a strange scent. It wasn't wolf... Picking up the pace, Cael arrived just in time to see the rotten orange scoundrel munching away at the second rabbit, one already picked mostly clean. What the hell?!

Without a second thought she barreled forward, growling out a war cry as she flew towards the offending fox which let out a startled yip when it saw her coming. She began chasing it for some time - little shit was fast! Not one to give up easily, she chased it, wild look still in her eye as they zig-zagged all across the thicket until both had almost lost all sense of direction.

He had been out real early to start a hunt, fallowing a deer trail he had come across last night. He knew they would have bedded down close by. He had seen a few of this year's fawn's intermingled within the herd and knew that he could easily take one of those down on his own, plus it would make an okay meal to bring back to the pack.He was in luck this morning and his hunt had went according to his plans. The herd was still bedded down and he was about to quickly take down on of the fawns. The next thing he needed to do was drag it home. It was a heavy fawn but he managed.

Dragging it home had taken the longest amount of his time for the morning. Taking it all the way to the thicket where he could safely place it for the others to eat. When he finally set it down he noticed an odd commotion not to far off and gently moved after it, unsure of what was going on. When he got close to the scene and Fox was being chased by a fellow pack mate, leaving him wondering what the rascal had done.

"Speech"

"Die, you mangy turd!!!" she shrieked, taking a flying leap over the snow covered ground the second she saw an opportunity to try and get a hold of the pest she'd been chasing more or less in large circles for... longer than anyone ought to chase a fox. The bushy-tailed critter also shrieked as it tried to run faster to no avail. She landed on it's tail and the fox whirled to bite at her face while Cael's jaws closed on either side of it's skinny little back. She picked it up and shook it a few times till the fox was good and dizzy and then tossed it to the ground, deciding that watching the animal stumble around unable to walk a straight line was an even better punishment than just finishing it off.

Looking pretty darn satisfied with herself, Cael watched the fox stumble off in an arc away from her, trying it's best to flee before she could decide to go after it again. "Serves you right," she huffed, sitting back on her haunches as a bit of blood rand own her muzzle. A battle wound well worth the payoff. She'd avenged her stolen breakfast and now she was already looking for something else to occupy her time, since apparently eating had been temporarily off the table.

Spotting an ivory male nearby, Cael glanced him over, noting the eye markings that seemed so prevalent in the family leading Abaven. Had she seen him at the last meetings? Hm. She didn't remember. "Hi there," she began lamely, "Whatchya doin?"