Heron Lake Plateau If you get lost you can always be found

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Last post for me :)

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Niamh, always hungry, was pleased when the hunt went successfully. She, unlike Phox, didn’t seem to mind nearly as much that Kaala had an idea for how they should take down the deer- but she went with it because she wanted to see if her tactic would work. Niamh had always considered herself to be more of a chaser than a killer, but she would muse, later, on the fact that with the amount of fights she’d picked with wild fauna over the past year, she really could consider herself to be a killer. So at least Kaala had made the right call there, without even knowing Niamh...Then again, maybe she’d chosen to chase the deer toward Niamh and Phox because then it took the pressure off herself. Niamh didn’t think too much into it- especially when there was food to be had.

She bared her teeth slightly once the doe was felled, but neither wolf needed reminding that she was of the highest rank and that she would get first dibs. She closed her lips and moved forward possessively, but nodded once to Kaala. ”Well,” She said, still slightly out of breath, ”I suppose that’ll do. Keep it up...Betray us, and...Well,” She said, looking down indicatively at the deer. She licked her bloodstained lips for emphasis. Niamh hated back-stabbers and wolves who abused their kindness, and had gone on manhunts before, for wolves who had simply had the gumption to up and leave them without any reason for doing so.

She would take her fill, then, and as rank dictated, she called for others to join in and take what they would As unfair as it might have seemed, she would make sure that Kaala ate last, as the lowest ranked wolf despite the fact that she had caught the meal. Her reward was a place in a pack for the winter, and then whatever scraps were left over after the rest of the hungry packmates ate.

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