Phoenix Maplewood A record year for rainfall

Lunar's ears perked forward and she raised her head from her forelegs. She had just settled in when the alpha's call came. She stood,shaking the leaves from her white fur as she exited the tiny den that she called home. She began to run as fast she could,her limp more visible as she did so. No one had said anything about it yet and for that she was grateful. She reached the clearing,slowing so that her weight was balanced on her toes. She moved through the snow silently moving towards the alpha and gamma. She sniffed the air as she approached the scent of deer was strong. She was excited now,her heart pounding at the thought of hunting. She hadn't been on a pack hunt since White Moon. She stopped once she was beside the other wolves eyeing the deer in fascination. She was careful not to make a sound.