Dragoncrest Cliffs Gobble, gobble

Hush's nose shifted from ground to sky as he tracked the flightless — were they flightless? That's an important tidbit of info — birds. The sullen albino, @Xan, was behind him, having been paired up with the moody teenager to seek out more of the birds. Hush had never hunted a turkey before, but he had seen them. They were larger than pheasants, and in great numbers might seem a feast for the pack. He figured that with the boy's help, they would be able to take down one or two.