Dawnlark Plains Duties, duties, and more duties

Laika licked her bloodied jaw before turning to a very familiar voice. Her ears pricked and tail alert. Her head tilted as she opened her mouth to reply. 

"Thank you!" She barked, tail wagging. She noticed the interest in his eyes and figured he wanted to learn how to do it too. "Do you want to try? I'll teach you." She offered. They needed to fill up the food cache anyways, and this would be a good way of doing it. Two pairs of teeth are better than one.

She turned back around, picking up the dead bird and walking over to him, picking a place near a small boulder to burry it. She scraped the earth away until she had created a shallow hole. After placing the pheasant in the hole, she covered it up, making sure nothing else could take her catch while they hunted for more.

Once she was finished, she turned back to Esaro. Her fur burned from the sun barring down on it. With spring here, the weather was a lot nicer. She looked around, ears swiveling on their axis as she listened for more pheasants. There was no movement, sound or scent of them anywhere near, so Laika figured they should probably walk a little further.

"There's ought to be more birds around here somewhere."