ambitious girl

She had a brace of prey clamped in her jaws, ready to be placed in her den. While the pack was trying to set up a camp for them all where wolves could relax and get a bite to eat, she simply made a cache for herself in a pocket by her sleeping area. She planned to place stones in the crevice to protect the carcasses from decomposers, which she thought was a good defense.

The priestess grunted softly as her paw sunk in the ground. There was a squelch as she retrived her paw from the mud, and even more as she crossed the mud. Nearby she could hear more creatures moving about in the mud and as she kept walking, she saw two wolves, one of which looked familiar. Tyrande, along with another packmate, a gray female. The gray wolf was holding a buck's horn in her jaws and paws. Meldresi looked at the female with the same dumbfounded look as Tyrande. What in the name of Oblivion is she doing?