Phoenix Maplewood A record year for rainfall

Laika felt the deer falling from beneath her, and she leapt from its back. Her delicate paws hit the ground just a as the deer's lifeless body did. She turned to Reek and gave him a respectful nod, congratulating him, and all the pack, really, on the hunt.

Then, she caught Reeks signals and padded over to the side, sitting down on her haunches. She took the time to lap at her paws and clean up her muzzle, even though she knew they would get bloodied again. Once she was satisfied with just the faint stain, she lay down, the cold snow underneath cooling her belly fur. Her blue eyes searched the wolves for Spring, aiming to have her friend sit with her.

She caught sight of Saena approaching Reek and she watched with admiration. She always admired her female alpha, even thought she'd never met her. But she knew about her injuries and thought she was a very strong wolf. If she hadn't known about those injuries, she would have never guessed.

She then lay on one side, belly fur exposed. The adrenaline had finally drained from her body, and her heart slowed to a comfortable rate. She was finally exhausted.

After Spring took her share, Laika stepped up. She wasn't one to waste time, and took enough for herself, stepping back to her spot beside Spring. She lay the chunk of meat upon her paws, her jaw widening to take a bite.