Phoenix Maplewood Laika Meets The Pack

Laika nodded, swooping in the sink her teeth into the haunch, picking it up and helping Reek drag it back to camp. The weight weighed down on her neck, but if was good exercise. 

She noted every nook and cranny there was to so on the path to the camp, hoping she could memorize at least some of the territory by nightfall. Her experience with many foreign landscapes helped give her a keen eyes for the tiniest things. Once she had the territory mapped out, she would be able to notice the tiniest things out of place.

Tail tip twitched in excitement in nerves as she mentally prepared herself to meet her new pack, at the same time as trying to avoid to slobber all over the deer in famish. Truth be told, she hadn't eaten in three days.