Phantom Hollow Pick ya partners by the paw

Renn arrived quickly, trotting to the already familiar clearing near the center of their haven. The midnight queen had called once again for the pack to gather and the young female was intrigued as always to find out what the topic was. This time round it seemed to be focused on ending sleepless nights with bonding and 'den buddies'. The yearling had never heard that phrase mentioned before, nevertheless, she was willing to listen and learn something new.

Relaxing back onto her haunches she greeted Malice with a dip of her head. Sure the forest was spooky and maybe a little daunting to some but they had all survived alone before. The dark youngster definitely had had some rough nights but, most of the time, she had woken up not having disturbed all the prey in the vicinity. Though maybe, just maybe, she would benefit from sharing a den with someone. "I wouldn't mind it," she voiced eventually, "Though I'm not exactly a social butterfly." It was true, she hadn't got round to engaging with her fellow pack mates what with Cog mentoring her and so on.