Moonstone Quarry Maybe i'm just like my father, too bold.

Kinusi moved through the pack lands. Her nose to the ground. The dark of her paws against the shadowy loam. She was on a misson. She had smelled a fisher. They were not very friendly and they were mean. They fought and ate things they shouldn't. If there were any pups about, she wanted it gone. She didn't think it would be stupid enough to attack any future pups, but she wasn't sure.  But she also wondered why was one so close. Granted they did have waterways near them. And it was dark and filled with smaller game. 

She continued on her task. Briefly wondering if she could hunt one on her own. They weren't exactly small or scared. They fought back. And Kini wasn't the greatest hunter, admittedly.