Blacktail Deer Plateau PACKTIVITY — Scary monsters and nice sprites

Round 4 ends June 29th.

As soon as Dante said the word hunting, the pack's primary (and sole) Gamekeeper was riveted. He listened as the storyteller wove the tale of Icarus and the mystical stag. Although he understood that the main character was a prideful and arrogant figure, the Alpha male could relate to his desire to fell the king of the herd. Still, he knew it wouldn't end well for Icarus...

And it didn't. Peregrine jumped slightly when Dante's voice boomed over the hushed gathering, then he began to chortle at himself. He glanced down to see what the pups made of the story, then thumped his good paw on the ground. It was his way of applauding the storyteller.

"Good story with a good moral," the swarthy Alpha male opined, glancing down at the top of Junior's head briefly before scanning the small crowd. "If no one else wants to tell a story, I'll wrap it up. Looks like it's just about bedtime..." He smiled as he glanced again at his sleepy miniature, then swept his pack mates with his gaze once more, waiting to see if they had any last-minute volunteers. If not, he would dismiss the group.