Blacktail Deer Plateau backseat freestyle

To be in a pack was quite the peculiar thing! Starbelly found it exhilarating. The shadowed woman had not found any particular reason not to like it — there wasn’t an overabundance of members, their ranks felt solid enough and there was enough food to go around — so she stayed put, preened her plushy fur back to its indie-era luster, and enjoyed the emptiness of time.

When the call went up to announce a hunt, Starbelly was not too far away. The starlet made quick work of the distance between her current rendez-vous site to the call’s epicenter, suddenly quite aware of her desire to interact and converse with others! She moved in leaps and bounds that lubricated her body and energized her mind, entering onto the scene in a dancing manner the belied her inner vitality. Eyes and ears alert, Starbelly regarded each wolf in turn. Two men, three ladies. A group hunt? She would impress them all.

Starbelly’s tail wagged generously, forcing the woman to sit on the ground in order to quell its excitement. Without a word, she waited for further instruction. Indie might have taken charge, but Starbelly would receive direction with grace and gratitude.