Broken Antler Fen Open Season

She had been exploring the territory, trying to get accustomed to being in one area, rather than on the go all the time. She knew she could leave at any point, go wherever she wanted, as long as she didn't stay gone for too long, but she forced herself to stay within the pack lands. If she was going to make a home of this place, and she did want to, she had to learn to be at ease.

Pack activities forced her to be around the other wolves, and she didn't quite like that just yet. She was more comfortable meeting them one on one, but the howl that reached her ears promised of food, and that was not something she could ignore. It had been a long time since her belly had been overfull from a meal, and her rumbling stomach told her she was a fool if she passed this up. Seeing as how they would all be in view of each other, no one could harm her, right? And since it was Seb calling, she reminded herself that he was extra protection.

She rerouted her path to head for her brother, and whoever else might already be there. Would Valtyr be there? She hoped not. She still hadn't figured out the bad vibe she got from him, but never before had she been so ready to attack. She would need to steer clear of him, she knew. She slowed as she came upon the group. Several others had already arrived, all of which she knew, all of which she liked. She lowered her head and body, and gave a short wag of her tail in greeting before placing herself next to Kareja. It almost felt weird to be stationed next to another wolf without feeling the need to run, but she reminded herself Kareja and the others had been kind to her and had not given her any reason not to trust them. 

She turned her attention to their prey, which happened to be a moose. Aviana had not hunted large game in a very long time, but she hoped it came naturally to her. At the very least, she knew she had the stamina to chase it down until it tired.