Arrow Lake Between 2 seasons of my life

Rodyn smiled at his dark furred friend. He planned to tell Kukutux about him. Void had shown great growth since their time together. He was learning to think before he acted, and he was not fighting as quickly. He still had an edge to his soul, unlike most, but he was trying. It was clear he was trying. He wasn't certain though if Void would ever be happy in a pack that wasn't run by him, and this could prove disastrous in time. It made him exceptionally sad.

Rodyn's tail whipped behind him as he counted. There were 4 otters, ideally if they were quick they maybe able to get 2 each, but he was fine with only 1 between the two. he only needed one. There was no point to catching more unless they wanted to trade the meat and furs. Though truth be told. It would be nice to allow his friend to start his own collection of furs to trade if he so wished in the future.

Ready? He grinned with the exuberance of the hunt and a nod to his friend, and he shifted into position to grab.

Rodyn burst forth with a growl aiming for a rather large otter at the end of the group. However, he was not prepared for the large male that burst from the underbrush and clawed at him. He managed to avoid it and grasped him in stead and gave him a few steady shakes, blood dripping from his maw, his growl pitching higher, until the otter was motionless and his original target was gone.

Blood welled from a scratch along his temple where the creature's razor sharp claws had gotten him.