Panther Park BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

Desperate times called for desperate measures, and for Mitanni that meant further missions outside of the Phantom Hollow to hunt and scout out sources of food. She was out now, once more beginning to follow the river that ran through the Hollow southward to see if she might try her hand at fishing again, but she didn't get far before the sound of her leader's voice stopped her progress and made her pause.

Her pause was only momentary. Given the situation across the Teekon Wilds, the pack needed to stick together now more than ever. If her alpha needed her to be there, then she needed to be there. Now.

Wasting no further time, the lithe little brown wolf turned and followed the river north, backtracking and breaking off in the direction of the lake that separated their territory from their neighbors. As she traveled, she picked up Malice's pregnant scent as well as that of one of their newer recruits, the one who stuck around the healer's den now, keeping it tidy and stocked. When they finally came into view, however, it was not their scents that captured her attention, but another, and it made her stomach ache hungrily.

She licked her lips as she followed at a distance, Malice and Rhiannon moving ahead, and perked her ears when she heard another voice cry out, a beckoning for their neighbors. Spurred by the call, Mitanni skipped into a faster stride, but still arrived after the others, realizing there were four wolves present instead of the anticipated three. She sidled and slunk close to both Rhiannon and Malice but said nothing, only eyed both strangers and cast searching glances at her leader in the hopes of gaining some direction to follow.