The Sentinels as the sun beat down

A straggling locust fluttered around her head, and her reflexes failed — her ear didn't bat it away. She wasn't the proudest wolf in the world, but she thought better of herself than to think she deserved this. Dully, Lucani wondered what would have to happen for her to catch a fish. Normally an exceptional hunter, in her current state it would have to flop straight up onto her paws... and into her mouth. It'd probably have to chew for her too.

Lasher's approach went unnoticed, and when he spoke she realised there was a high buzzing in her ears. She shifted painfully to look round at him, muzzle even lower as she regarded her Alpha. Knowing that the disaster had effected one of his wolves so early was surely a point of shame for him. Some days, she replied, her throat sandy. But I'm close to catching a fish, she lied, weary eyes becoming alert on the water's edge.