Hushed Willows If you stay in my way I'll kill when I'm desperate

Kiche wagged her tail leisurely. She raised her muzzle and sniffed with interest, but lowered her head again. The only scents from her were those of the grass, the plants that were nearby and the other wolves.

It was the first hunt she'd ever seen in her life, and she didn't mean to miss any detail. She looked at Meylodi. From the way she moved, she knew she wasn't too happy about having to stay away from the hunt for the sake of the pups.