Silvertip Mountain On your blown-out stereo, in suburbia.

Valette was handling the scent of the carcasses pretty well. She expected it to smell foul and took a big gulp of air before she did so. She smiled a bit at Anita and then nodded. "I agree." The young female started covering up the foul smelling carcass. She knew that eventually the bones would fade and make the ground fertile and fresh again.

Once it was all covered up she looked at Anita. "I think the cache close the the caves is still decent seeing that most wolves are around the caves so the kills are eaten regularly. We could put them there," she suggested to Anita.