what will they be like?

Amber walks in the territory of Blacktail, her head held high with pride. Although she was at the bottom of the pack ranks, the Lambda, she was still part of the pack. A new sensation of happiness swelled up in her. Her mind raced with questions, but one thing was on her mind: meeting her new packmates. She was very curious and anxious to meet them, but she wanted to take things slow. Maybe I should hunt something first? ,she thought. She didn't want to just waltz in without nothing to offer. Besides, she could kill a bit of time, and she really enjoyed the thrill of the hunt. She also knew where the best hunting spots were.

She sniffed the air to pick up a sent. Rabbit. She started moving swiftly. dodging trees and jumping over logs, trying to track down the prey. She finally saw a glimpse of gray in the distance. She flattened herself against the ground and started to creep up on it. Closer, closer. Until she was in pouncing range of the fuzzy creature. She lundged just about missing it by a mouse-length. But the rabbit couldn't run far. She pelted after it and within seconds, she already had the rabbit dangling in her jaws. She dropped the rabbit on the ground and grunted. You run fast, but not fast enough. She grabbed the rabbit in her jaws and started to pinpoint her way back to camp