Horizon Ridge Housework can't kill you, but why take a chance?

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Julooke's head was held high as she carried the rabbit between her jaws. The blood pooled in her mouth and it was difficult not to tear into the carcass and eat her fill. But, she wasn't really hungry, and even if she was, the pack came first. Her trotting gait reached the cache in little time, and she unearthed the hidden food that was already there, adding in the fresh meat before covering it all again. Her head lifted and her eyes scanned the area around her, half expecting something to show. She had been on alert since joining the pack, knowing of the bear that the pack had fought off. Ragnar warned that he could return to finish what he started.

Satisfied there was no bear in the immediate vicinity, she turned and headed for the shore. Upon reaching the sand, and paused, looking around. Her eyes caught movement several yards in front of her and she quickly darted forward. The little creature was fast, but she had caught it off guard. She blocked its way, and when it turned, blocked it again. It tried to scurry this way and that, but her curiosity hadn't been appeased yet. It paused; so did she. Her tail wagging, she dipped her nose to sniff. An appendage reached out quickly toward her nose, but she was quicker, jumping back with a bark. She pranced around, angering the little crab. It skittered left, and suddenly disappeared into the sand. She leaped after it, sniffing at the hole, but it was long gone.

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