King Elk Forest that’s not music, that’s EDM

Sunflower has her nose to the ground, following something that isn’t all that fresh but it’s not terribly old either. It may lead her to a rabbit den and it’s the best she can hope for. She told them she could hunt and she can, but so far Delight has only caught her when she’s being lazy. Never does he run into her when she’s actually doing something (except the hunt he brought together not too long ago). She got to show off some skill then but if she doesn’t use it, and then they’ll toss her out on her sorry ass in no time. The tension between the rest of the pack won’t last forever and they’ll eventually see her for a fraud.  
 
Eventually, the scent begins to fade and she realizes she’s been tracking it in reverse he entire time. Too distracted with the worry and need to work, she’d lost it somewhere sometime back. It is not a total loss, though, because her ears swivel forward at the first sound of a snort and shuffle in the hard, cold ground. She looks up to see a boar in the distance, blood smeared across his ribs and down his side. Two punctures bore into one side parallel with one another and she briefly wonders what has attempted to kill such a beast and failed.
 
There is not a lot of strength in the way he walks, disgruntled and in pain, but she does not yet move. While injured, they are still dangerous and the last thing she wants is matching tusk marks jabbed into her side.