Big Salmon Lake And I Ran

Smart, that was it hey? A frown tugged at his lips, her words echoing in his ears for a moment. What was he supposed to do, nah, you're too much trouble, catch ya 'round. Of course that would likely mean the slight girl would be dead before mid-winter, if her recent history was any indication. "Fine." he answered flatly.

With that word he turned and began moving away from the lake, he didn't bother to see if Meeka followed, but he began speaking. Hunting isn't a big deal. But foods going to be scarce. ..I do have an idea though Just depends how wicked you want to be. Before he'd finished his sentence the hybrid turned his walk toward the not-so-distant mountain range, home of the spire wolves. He was certain he remembered where a cache or two were, and of course there was always small prey over there.

Now the question was, could this little hybrid be a decent excuse if they get caught stealing.