Whitefish River I can feel the touch from another world

"Well, we only have one Gamekeeper at the Plateau, and honestly, he's hard as hell to find most of the time," she said conversationally as they took a turn around a copse of trees. The barren Heartwood was silent, but she had faith they would find something to split soon. Be it a measly hare or a doe, they would fell something. Saena refused to leave the forest before they did, even if it was inhabited by a mountain lion. Two wolves stood a chance anyway.

"But you're right. I guess others are probably good hunters. Our Alpha, I think." But I'd prefer a master, she added silently, but at that moment she froze and her ears twitched forward. She'd definitely heard a twig snap somewhere in the distance. She glanced sidelong at Somnia, judging whether the other had heard it as well, and then dropped her voice low and said, "c'mon."

There! As Saena slunk forward, she caught a flash of movement between the dark tree trunks ahead, and when the small doe's white tail came into view, the prey was unmistakable. She was small, though, smaller than the average whitetail... perfect for two hunting female wolves to take a shot at, Saena thought.