Those hunger pains

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The male came to a stand-still and shifted his shaggy frame back around towards Turquoise, a faint sparkle in his eye that she wanted to try and hunt, or at least track the large, horned beasts. She edged him not to stray from the opportunity looming a resonable trek away, her reassuring response pushing him to accept her request. His maw furrowed up in a wolfish grin, himself finding hope and warmth embedded in her words. Giving Turquoise a sumbissive nod, he responded in a slightly brighter, faster, excited tone; his limp tail swayed back and forth slowly as if suspended in a swift jet stream.

"That's a good idea, well...the last time I saw the herd moving, they had approached the southwestern, outermost part of our forest. By now, it would be hard to tell which direction they migrated, but if you want to track then I could lead you to where I saw them grazing," Oracle offered, outstretching his paw in an inviting way. It was nice that she had supported him when the rest of the pack seemed more vacant then ever at the moment, and the way she expressed interest built his respect for the she-wolf. In a natural way, it made him want to follow and abide by her rules, for she was of high stature. He blinked, waiting for a reply on what the final word would be. [/size]