Moonsong Glacier the sun is not a-bed

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On this morning, Fallen Sun rose and swiftly got to his paws. He was eager to go on a hunt, to provide for moonpack. Perhaps one day, he'd learn that the pack was no longer moon but morning, and that it was closer to being sunpack than anything else. Regardless, he shifted each step in search of Silver Shadow (@Dutch) or Winter Song (@Eira), or some other moonwolf to help. 

Or not, he wasn't overly picky on what he did, but he would prefer a hunt! He wanted to move his paws and finally do some of the Work ma said a packwolf had to do.