you've been waiting far too long.

The recent influx of injured wolves had set the pack a bit off-balance - at least that what Osprey thought, when she had changed her daily routine and now focused on hunting more than ever. The ratio between the success and fails was pretty much the same as always, yet it required more effort from her. Sometimes the kill was so small that she didn't care to bring it to the caches and ate it on the spot. She needed energy after all to keep herself going after all.

Today, however, hadn't been too lucky for her, therefore, when she caught a glance of a fox in the distance, the instinct to hunt it down and kill it kicked in. Without much as a second thought, she got in a half-crawl and with her gaze fixed on the creature she made her way towards it, ready to break in a full-scale chace any moment.