Stone Circle We survived the Famine!

The day had started like any other, although it wasn't until about noon the woodland colored boy returned to the hollow, two measly birds clamped in his maw. He was hoping to catch the opossum he stumbled across, but the darn thing escaped up a tree. His plan was to take his kills to his mother to share, but he stopped dead in his tracks as he made it to the top of the hill. In the distance, he could see Valette watching from afar the massive creatures that roamed the plains below.

With a new excitement, he bounded down to join her. It had been so long since he last saw them, now he was much closer to their size, just as his father was. After greeting his mother and providing the small meal, he'd happily sit and watch with her. By the time Valette called for the pack hunt he was beyond excited, tail wagging behind him at the chance for a real meal, not just for himself, but everyone.

West listened carefully to their plan of action. His only experience hunting the large creatures both ended poorly, one a pack hunt with not enough members the other his own foolishness to run at the beasts. When the subject of partners came up, West had no need to look around. He had already decided he would be following Valette. In his eyes, she was the best hunter in the pack, if not ever, so naturally he wanted to go with her. And she was his mom...a few bonus points there.

As the final howl was given and Valette bounded down the slope, West was quick to take to her heels.

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