Broken Antler Fen Get me some food.

It became less evident that the scent she'd picked up was moose, and the tracks in fact faded out a different direction. It wasn't long before Sebastian stopped, and Brandy halted with a sorry look back. She wasn't worried much about loners, not with her training and the fact she was accompanied by the big alpha. The copper female was more upset she couldn't find anything to hunt for the pack.
"Should we turn back, then?"
She spoke with a sigh, turning her yellow gaze towards the other, faint scent.