Phantom Hollow Here, birdy, birdy

Seeing Silver with a bird of her own, Mitanni grinned and laughed victoriously. Success! By some good luck, they'd both managed to catch a single duck each, and while the others had scattered the second both wolves appeared, the little hunter thought they'd done well enough for a first attempt. Much better than I was expecting!

Bothered by the heaviness of the water in her coat, the lean brown wolf squared her stance and shook vigorously, sending water spraying off of her body and fluffing out her slick fur into wet spikes. She stilled and wagged her tail as the silver-hued female approached, her own duck carried like a trophy between her teeth. What she said was muffled by that trophy, but Mitanni caught the gist and laughed again a little quieter. "You got that right," she answered encouragingly, dropping her amber eyes to stare at her own catch.

It looked a bit ruffled, but that was to be expected with as much as the water fowl had fought her. Even so, she couldn't help feeling proud of herself. "Think I'll see if anyone else wants this one," she stated, and wondered what the odds were of catching another if she could find out where the birds had gone hiding. Smiling at Silver, she gave another friendly wag of her tail. "Thanks for the help. It went better than I'd hoped."