Swiftcurrent Creek I Tear My Heart Open II

Arlette's ears flopped back and she nodded quietly. She knew that, but it was a little hard. It wasn't in her nature it seemed. Plus, it was something she always struggled with. Her mother--- She had been be so good at hunting and leading the pack that she always compared herself to her mother when she was younger. Not the best way to grow up when her talents were clearly different from hers. Later in life she could see flaws in her mother but, then it had just become a way of thinking for her. "That is kind of you to say. I'm trying! It just takes awhile for me, especially with new things," she admitted. "Old habits," she added softly.

"Then I will help you fill the caches. There are enough others that would need food. Though, I might eat some to feed the pups," she told him. First she would help him hunt. She made her way back to the river. She focussed on what was moving below. The next few tries she missed. "It is okay I will try again," she told herself quietly. The next she hit and felt surprisingly proud of herself. She caught 4 more, all bringing them to the bank so they could fill the cache for the pack. This was far better than running after a deer that could kick you. She ... liked this. "How much do you want for the caches?," she asked him.