Wapun Meadow Sweet Melody

Milan stayed back, crouched in the grass watching the man with clear admiration. She was always much better suited to life within the packs settlement; caring for the pups and elderly, offering advice where she could. But she had always admired the hunters.

How was it that they could feed a whole pack within a day or two? She was unsure, but she was certainly grateful for it left room for wolves like her.