Heron Lake Plateau Discussing conspiracies and prison facilities

Was it a pup hunt?  Maybe, unless there was another he forgot.  Uhh. I think so?  Like I remember one existing but that's about it.  What was he doing at the time?  Something else, that was about all he could remember.  It was just a fuzzy memory, and he hadn't heard what had happened with it.  Is that something you'd be interested in doing more of or nah?  Either's fine, but one way or another, we probably need to get bigger things in the caches.  Or at least they were going to need it if he was going to be able to spend time with his new family instead of spending a huge chunk of the day trying to run down small prey.  Right now there were just so many jobs he was trying to juggle that it'd probably come back to bite him -- and it would.

For now, though, the ground sloped gently upward and the hoof tracks became less and less visible.  Scent time.  The small herd seemed to be continuing in the same general direction.  Regardless of whether or not Eljay wanted to lead hunts in the future, Quixote was pretty sure he'd at least give it a go on his own -- even if he distantly wished he'd dragged his brother along to deal with it instead.