Larksong Grotto At It Again

Aspen was enjoying a nap, her stomach growled as if to remind her that she hadn't had much food in a few days. At least now the locusts had scattered. She felt a bit useless as of late not being able to hunt for the pack and the wolves of the grotto were growing hungry. She didn't know how long the pack would be able to keep this up she prayed that the forest would regrow. 

She lay with her head resting on her paws but her ears remain alert in case her prescence is requested by a packmate. Just then a friendly bark came at the entrance of her den familiar at that. It was Charley. What could he want? She was curious and scooted towards the entrance of the den and then she padded out to greet him. "Hey," she said with a smile. "Miss me?" she teased before realizing something was up.

She stretched and then softened her gaze slightly. "Hey...what's bugging you Charley?" she asked calmly. "Hunger getting to you too?" she tilted her head curiously but keeping her gaze on his blue eyes.