Silver Moraine BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

The Delta's mouth continued to water as she awaited further instruction. When Thuringwethil turned toward her, her ears flicked forward in anticipation as she readied herself for action. The order surprised her somewhat, though it did make perfect sense. Wildfire drew in a breath, nodding obediently and moving forward to gather the hunk of meat. She had hoped to eat some more herself, yet her sense of duty took precedence over her hunger. And Gyda needed the sustenance perhaps more than any of them, considering she was expecting pups in a few weeks.

It was massively difficult to turn her back on the kill, especially when the Heda laid it open and the air filled with the scent of blood. But Wildfire dug her heels into the earth and galloped away from the moraine, reminding herself with every pounding heartbeat and footfall not to swallow the important cargo she carried, no matter how tempting. Somehow, she made it to @Gyda's den and deposited it before reluctantly moving off to resume her vigil beside the river. She was still hungry, yet a feeling of accomplishment filled in some of the empty spaces.