Silvertip Mountain Starting the hunt

Mara had called Atari for a hunt "A hunt you say? Sure I'll tag along" the female says with a smile. One more step towards the hunter trade. Maybe the two could make a race out of who gets their hunter trade first and who ever wins gets bragging rights. Or get to lead all the packs hunts. Though this was a good idea Atari didn't share it, she wouldn't place a bet she thought she couldn't win. "We hunting anything in particular?" the female was up for anything, it didn't matter if it was the most impossible animal to kill she'd make it possible. Hunting always made Atari excited, it wasn't the fact that she got to kill something it was just it made her feel important, because she'd be bringing food back to the wolves or wolf she was caring for. It made her feel useful as well, she didn't like to be idle for to long.

Atari waited for Mara's lead when she was ready to go. She'd let the look-alike lead despite her ranking being lower than Atari's. Rank didn't matter much to the female but it did sometimes but now wasn't that time. It probably never will be, unless she becomes alpha or beta, or a even higher rank than she was. Though it would be a while before she ranked up any higher than she was, loyalty was key to rising through the ranks. At least that's what Atari thought but maybe it was something else, something that comes with age.