Swiftcurrent Creek [M]Why don't you just go home

Arlette tried to keep an eye on pack members, and their moods. She tried her best to be there for each of the pack members but she was being stretched thin. She had been bonding a little with Arric but she hadn't seen much of him after that. She didn't blame him, she knew how busy he was and she had been keeping herself pretty busy too.

Arlette came out of the meadows towards the border with voles in her mouth. She was not the best hunter, but the meadows and open plains she was more familiar with. She grew up on the open plains and voles was something she could catch. She didn't want to be a burden to the pack by always eating from the caches. She didn't want to be a burden to Arric who did most of the hunting.

Speaking off, when she approached the border she saw the dark male looking out, as if he was intending to leave. Arlette made her way too him, he looked... mad? Was he mad at her? The female couldn't think of something though. Arlette's eyes looked a little worried. She stopped before him and dropped the five voles on the ground. "Arric? Are you alright?"