Dragoncrest Cliffs Dark and dusty, painted on the sky.

It’ll take time for the six of them to recover from the bear attack but in the meantime, Thuringwethil attempts to return back to their normal life. Their patrols are tighter, and with partners, and any signs of bears are meant to lead him away rather than in. It’s not a hard creature to outsmart, based on predatory instincts and nothing else.

Today, she does not worry about such things. Still in too much strain to hunt properly, Thuringwethil searches for the freshest thing she can find in the cache to bring to @Portia. She has not paid attention to the new-again parents since their own litter and own mess to get into but they are capable themselves to care of them, in conjunction with the rest of the pack offering their services. Carefully, Thuringwethil lays the kill outside the den and offers a gentle chuff inside to draw attention to the mother but she carefully lowers to the ground and peers in, curious to see what holds for Drageda’s newest.