Dawnlark Plains XXXVIII

Not only did the primary hunting group bring down the mother, Relic and his partner managed to capture the calf too. Masquerade’s tail waved and they yipped to draw the pups’ attention to this latter display. That was their big brother out there, providing a spectacular hunting demonstration.

After the leaders fed, Masque guided their younger siblings forward to join the feast. Because there were strangers—despite hunting together, the Caru didn’t know these Sapphique wolves—afoot, they remained quite close to the youngsters. In fact, they only relaxed somewhat when they came closer to the Wealda. Nobody would ever dare mess with Avicus or her brood.

After filling their own belly, Masquerade stepped back to check on the children and their mother, brow furrowing slightly. Was Avicus favoring her left hind leg? The Caru’s primary responsibility right now was tending to the pups, though they made a note to check in with the Wealda as soon as the feast was over, see if perhaps they should summon Ashlar.