your magic, white rabbit · Pack Activity

Nerian watched Thistle pass by she inclined her muzzle toward her but did not touched her as she passed by, though Nerian was dieing to do so. Now more so then ever did she feel trapped between two worlds.

Nerian ran her tongue over her lips and offered a smile toward any pack mate that saw her, her emotional facade went up her face hiding other emotions.

She moved toward the fawn and bit the ear off, rolled it's head over and chewed off the other ear. With a friendly smiled she gave one ear to Thistles boys and one ear to Gyda.

Nerian moved back to the offerings and helped the others get their share, by the time she had helped the others get the choice pieces of meat her front paws and muzzle had a light blanket of blood upon them.

Nerian took pride in bringing Jalooke a fair size chunk of meat from the fawns neck.