Redtail Rise Sometimes the best part of my day is imagining what I'm gonna eat when I get off work

With pups presumably on the way, Smash was busy proving that she was so much more than a pretty face and quick wit. She could actually contribute meaningfully by keeping an eye on the borders, hunting small game and otherwise pitching in as a contributing member of the pack. Unfortunately, she did not get to socialize as much as she would have liked. The longer she hung around Redtail Rise, the more Smash realized it was quite different from home. Back there, concepts like solitude and privacy simply didn't exist. It was quite different here; she had rather more than she wanted of both.

She hoped to remedy that soon. In the meantime, Smash wrapped up a rather boring patrol of the Rise's base and then began to climb. Images of dead bunnies and deer legs danced in her head and drool began pooling at the corners of her mouth. She wasn't even the pregnant one, so why was she so hungry? Maybe she was getting depressed and eating her feelings. Although honestly disappointed by the lack of a roaring social scene here, the idea of her, Smash, being depressed was so absurd that when she arrived at a stockpile, she had to stop and have a long laugh before opening the proverbial refrigerator door.