it's safe now

For any SS members!


Cuan had tried his best to play his part in the machine that was a wolf pack- hunting, patrolling, participating. The lanky male had returned from the eastern recesses of the pack territory, padding along one of the many-used trails that criss-crossed between the landmarks of the realm. But he hadn't returned empty handed. The canine had successfully scavenged an old kill, and was carrying a sizable chunk of meat that swung limply from his jaws. It was his responsibility now to replenish any supplies he had taken from the pack's caches. No doubt the pack would be hunting more soon with the onset of winter, but they needed some lay-in for any young charges who would be coming out to explore the seasons.

He stopped at a base of a lone pine tree that stood high above the valley of Sunspire. Up here the wind was constant, flattening the short tough grasses and pushing cold air into Cuan's face. He bent down to the scraggly base of the tree and dropped the meat as his paws began to scoop away dirt. It was a well used cache, so the earth was already tilled by previous claws. He filled the empty hole with the clump of meat before returning the dirt on top of it. Proud of his work, he stepped back to admire the bluish haze of the pack territory in the distance.