Hushed Willows Don't let them them steal your light

@Grace

Kunik loped through the territory, mouth open as she scented for the elder deer she smelled. It was alone if she judged the tracks correctly, and injured. She had hopes that she could catch it on her own if it were injured but if she came across the other wolves of Marauder's Keep she wouldn't hesitate to ask them for help.

That thought had just left her mind when she smelt a new recruit, a young one nearby. Veering off course slightly, she continued on until she spotted the yearling amongst the foliage, russet fur sticking out like a sore thumb.

"Hey, want to help me catch a deer?" Kunik wasted no time with a preamble, nor did she bother mentioning the female's lame leg. If she could hunt with one ear this yearling could hunt with three legs. It mattered not that the woman was only a year old, she was at the critical age where she would want to be treated as an adult and Kunik respected that, treating the younger girl with the respect she deserved rather than treating her as a pup.