Sawtooth Spire That's the sound of progress, baby!

The red dusted wolf rolled his eyes at Nanuk's words. "I know. I know." Sure, they were lucky to not have the meal taken, but now some scavenger probably has a belly full of meat. No way it would have went unoticed. They were in realativly flatlands then. It would be easy to sniff out the prey.

 So the other firey wolf's name was now Iqniq now. New responsiblity meant new changes. In this case a name change. He snickered at Iqniq's words about Nanuk. I would rather not have met her. He wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't for her.

 He turned round towards where the deer were after Iqniq's last words. "Sure thing. Less talkin'. More hunting." He was quick to start moving. His strides were quiet and full of purpose. He needed meat now and he could probably speak for for all of them. The more he moved, the faster he got. It was a quick trip to get down the moutaintops and into flatter terrain. As he saw brown glossy pelts in the distance, his body became smaller. He flattened himself so he was hidden and waited for the others to come.