Dawnlark Plains Anybody there?

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she scooped up the hare noiselessly; it had the plumpness of a summer-fed creature, and would do well to feed the nursing mothers. maw thoroughly closed around the creature, gaze fell once more on Loir, committing the name and face to memory swiftly as she dipped her muzzle in farewell. turning on her heel, she left her co-leader in the company of the newest recruit, hoping that she'd serve to bolster their ranks and not become another weight on their faltering hunters. truly, she had hopes for the former, and yet the lurking thought crossed her mind all the same.