Every day that passed with her being a member of the pack showed her that she really had made the right choice. She really liked it here. Even though she hadn’t yet met very many of her fellow packmates, she truly felt at home here on the plateau. It wasn’t that she was antisocial. She really wasn’t. It was a matter of getting used to actually socializing with others. It would come with time.

Two more growing mouths to feed meant more hunting sessions to keep Hawkeye well fed for the best milk production. Sabriyah wanted, very much, to earn the job of Gamekeeper, and that meant she needed to hunt as much as possible to prove herself. She did as much of that as she possibly could, making sure to not push herself to the point of exhaustion. It would clearly not be a good thing for her to push herself that hard.

The young female had already left the small spot that she spent her nights curled up entirely by herself. It was a new day, and as such, it meant another day of hunting. Honestly, she was growing tired of catching rabbits, raccoons and squirrels. What she really wanted to do was find someone to go hunting with her and help her bring down something bigger. Granted, with only one other she wouldn’t be able to bring down a large animal. But perhaps finding a fawn or calf or even a wild pig.

Movement caught her attention and she stopped her prey search. Lowering her head, slightly, she flicked her ears backward to show respect to the other wolf as she came into clearer view. Soft bark was emitted to alert the other of her presence.