Blackfeather Woods Hunter's Duty

Whisper shook the doe's throat once more before stepping back with a grin. Yes, this was a good kill. She stepped away once Burke claimed it, and respected him with a head dip. She was proud, yes, but knew her place. As an alpha, he had the right to the first bites. And although whisper felt that the leader of the hunt should have a chance to eat well too, she was a lower rank and would have to wait. It was the wolf code, after all. It had been this way since primal stages, and wasn't about to change.