Redhawk Caldera Preparation creates its own luck [MFT]

I haven't had a Somnia thread in too long. :o

Now that the week of boinking was over, Fox was eager to get back in touch with her pack-mates. There were so many of them now, but she knew that in addition to seeking out the new ones, she'd also need to keep up with the ones who had been around for awhile. Somnia was one of those, and Fox had been tracking her down for the better part of two hours. With a territory as big as theirs, it was easy to spend a large amount of time finding somebody, then actually getting to them. Fox wondered just how disabled she'd be once the pups started filling up her belly. That is, if there were any puppies there at all.

The thick smell of blood and death hung in the air. And while that would turn any human away, it only made Fox's pace quicken the last few hundred yards, where she came across Somnia skinning several small animals. They were unidentifiable now, considering their heads had been ripped off and they were laying in pieces on the ground. It was a bit of a grizzly sight, but Fox had watched Amon do the same thing a month or two back, so she wasn't frightened away by the gruesome scene.

“Skinning, huh?” she asked, wondering what had compelled Somnia to do such a thing. Perhaps she was lining her own den with furs. A flash of fury shot through her when she thought the Gamma might be doing so in preparation for her own children... but then Fox remembered that they'd talked about that already. Unless Somnia was a real idiot, she wasn't planning on disobeying her leader. Fox peered at the girl, hoping for some conversation... or perhaps an explanation as to what was going on.