Blacktail Deer Plateau The end of the end of the end.

The call reached her from within the Door, as she was storing some of her dried medicinal plants there, her ears pricking as it echoed faintly from the heart of the territory. The summons appeared to be from Minori and the Alpha felt a concerned frown forming; she hoped nothing was wrong. 

She was relieved, and immensely excited, to see that her pack was gathering to observe a caribou. Liri approached silently, eyeing the creature with fascination. It was a northern creature, like she, and she hadn't seen or tasted caribou since coming south. Her mouth salivated at the thought of the meat and she had to force herself to look away from the promise of such a meal, lest she start openly drooling. She brushed against Kavik, nuzzling him as she passed.

She hadn't heard what the others said but the fae caught Elixir's words as she neared. The sylph approached the wolfdog, touching her muzzle to Elixir's uninjured shoulder to catch her attention. 

"It's alright, no one blames you. You need to heal. It's a good idea to sit this one out," she reassured softly, for the words were meant for the Gamma alone. Sympathy shone in the fae's dark eyes, for how many hunts had she missed on account of her leg? 

It was certainly odd, the caribou's behavior, she thought as she moved away to observe the ungulate. Yet, there was no sickly sweet smell, the kind usually associated with sickness. Perhaps the reindeer was just that stupid.

Her gaze found Kavik, her brows lifting slightly. "What if half the pack came at her from the front and the other half from the rear?" The caribou wouldn't anticipate that; they were herd animals who were used to being chased across the taiga. Their survival depended on out running the wolf on their heels and Liri guaranteed if one group chased her from behind, only for the front group to cut her off as she tried to make her escape - dinner was practically served.