Morningside Cuesta summer flame

After the talk with Grayday, Sunspot had turned immediately to begin a hunt. Their last kill was being picked over very quickly, and though there was plently of prey around and it was still far from winter, the Huntress had already begun to worry how they were going to get by. Her brother had spoken only of a brief repreive while Khoe waited to bring his children into the world, but things seemed so tense already, and she felt stretched thinner than she had been in a long time.

The chase, for once, did nothing to alleviate this tension; she was alone, and the pressure to perform weighed down her normally very fleet paws. The doe was getting further and further away, was already splashing through the river to escape her. So intent was she to capture the meal that she did not even bother looking at the wolf standing on the opposite bank. All she knew was that help had arrived, and that she might have a chance at this after all.

"Getitgetitgetit!" she chanted as she continued to rocket toward her quarry, hoping that the other wolf would be able to head off and slow down their prey.