Wapun Meadow BWP · runnin' when we hit 'em

This can work as a conclusive post or the others can add their wraps to it. :)

Zombie proved to be absolutely fine, so Pied let go of her unnecessary concern and focused her absolute attention upon the hunting opportunity at hand. "We're going to find out," she replied to her pack mate's question, trading a sober glance with the other she-wolf. They couldn't let this chance pass them by without even attempting to hunt. "Let's—"

The arrival of Cuan, then another male—this one a total stranger—made her look up sharply, her body going rigid. When she recognized the Omega, she woofed to him, her tail giving a brief salute. It stilled, however, as the other wolf approached. Pied stood up straighter, leaning closer to Zombie and using her body language to signal for Cuan to come to her. She then warily eyed the male, who didn't seem to have any ill intentions from what she could tell...

"You haven't," Pied confirmed after a slight pause. Although they could use the males' help, Pied hesitated at the idea of hunting with a stranger. Hunger and desperation almost instantly won out, though, and she added, "We were just planning on tracking the herd we scented. You two should join us; that way, we'll have pretty good odds of taking something down." Her brows lifted, wondering if Cuan and the nameless male would agree.

Without wasting another second, Pied then swiveled and nudged Zombie's shoulder. "Let's go," she said, completing her earlier disrupted sentence. She exchanged a glance with all three before heading out on the game trail, determined to do whatever it took to put even one mouthful of food in her achingly empty belly.