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After inventorying the pack's caches, Haunt spent the next day catching up with Broken Antler. The two pregnant does had given birth during her absence, totaling three fawns. Haunt couldn't actually recall the number of does from before, though there were presently six. The same stag remained in charge of them all, his impressive summer rack reminding Haunt not to get too close, especially with the babies there.

Speaking of babies, Haunt switched her focus to smaller game with the hope of taking her catch to wherever @Erzulie and @Rosalyn kept their young. She didn't necessarily want to get too close to them either, though she certainly wanted to utilize her skills to keep the next generation fed.

After a couple false starts, she managed to catch a hare near The Tangle. It hung limply from her jaws as Haunt strode deep into the pack's territory. There was an inevitable bounce to her gait, though she fancied it became smoother day by day. She didn't quite glide like a ghost as her name implied, though she still managed to move rather silently as she approached the heart of Sapphique's claim.

She didn't know if they were kept somewhere near here, though she figured calling from a central location would offer the best chances of being heard. Haunt set the slain rabbit at her feet and threw back her head, eyes closing and single ear pinning to her skull as she howled for the leaders.