Stavanger Bay Food For Thought

Everything went smoothly, as was expected with three healthy wolves picking apart a warren of rabbits; Kigipigak was thrilled by the hunt as always, and more importantly he was thankful. Thankful for the help of these wolves who were of no blood relation to him or his true kin, yet stayed to travel and to hunt.

Cerne took out at least one rabbit himself, thrashing it to death. Kigipigak chased a pair that split apart, and caught up with the smaller of the two. That would have been enough for the boys — but then he thought of Sakhmet and how long it had been since the husband and wife had shared a hot meal.

This was a vastly different experience from the toil of solo hunting, and he was immensely grateful.