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someone want to hunt with Steele? Possibly a couple wolves? :)

Steele wondered through the night and as a matter of fact it was the first night in a while he wasn’t really that tired. It’s only fair to say that when he’s not tired he’s hungry. When his belly rumbles with a strength of a thousand seas Steele decided it would be a good idea to go on a night hunt. Night hunting was something that he did when he was a lone wolf all the time but he wouldn’t call himself an expert.

Steele rose from his den and trotted out on his way to track some prey. He was always the one gathering and hunting for himself and if he didn’t he would feel as though he gave nothing to the pack and nothing for himself. He wished that he had more help for the hunt because it would be easier to take the prey down or to eat it.