Whitebark Stream Rushing Waters

Laika's neck ached from the weight of the deer. The strenuous pull of dragging the deer to the cache was definitely the cause. Her tail trembled with the effort. Still, the two padded along the worn down path leading back to the Maplewood and the nearest cache. 

Finally, the two wolves arrived at the cache and Laika set the deer down, stretching her soar neck before padding over to the small pile of dirt which served as a "cover". She pawed at it, uncovering the few peices of meat left. 

"Well, this one definitely needed filling," she commented with a smile.