Wheeling Gull Isle a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied

Despite the discomfort that thickened and heated the air, each wolf remained until the impromptu meeting’s close. In the end, it was Stockholm who proposed a pack hunt to further acquaint the stranded seawolves; and although Cascada was inclined to stay back with Anatha until the girl was more comfortable with the group as a whole and of better constitution, there were more than enough hunters to ensure a successful kill. It happened in fits and starts as the individuals’ talents and weaknesses knitted together, but eventually they were rewarded with a successful kill — a regal one, at that.

Far greater than a few rabbits, the group managed to bring down a large bull elk with a penchant for stepping abruptly out into other’s paths — particularly whilst these others were hunting rabbits. When the group had eaten their fill, they returned to the meeting site with leftovers clutched carefully in their jaws — more than enough for Cascada and Anatha — and although they did not seem any closer to finding out who would inevitably lead them, at least they were full and comfortable when they bedded down for a nap.

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