Blacktail Deer Plateau serendipity

Grayday. 
The name, like the wolf, sparked a sense of familiarity within the chocolate furred medic and she felt both relieved and uneasy at the sametime. Still, Raid did not have time to dwell on such emotions so she simply nodded and forced a smile onto her face. Suffice to say, she was both too nervous and too tired to even acknowledge Grayday's joke. 
"Okay," Raid swallowed back a strange sort of embarrassment as she stared at the kill, shame coating her ears and weighing down her tongue. "Yeah, um, thanks..Grayday." She would wait for him to vanish from sight before digging into the kill. Something about this felt wrong - whether it was the pack or her situation or eating someone else's kill, she had no clue, but she shrugged it off.
Quietly, she nosed at the carcass and allowed a soft breath to slip from between her lips.