Lost Creek Hollow So, what's the deal? Gary says triple homicide.

He could take food from the caches- the over-frozen, decaying sort of things- all he had to do was put something back in them, to make up for what he'd taken. He scoffed, as he shuffled along through the snow, squinting sourly as he noticed that there was a fog beginning to lift in the dimming, early evening light. Easier said than done, Treason. At least, that was how he felt. The dull creature had assumed that as a prisoner (also more of an assumption than anything) that he wasn't permitted to leave the pack's marked territories, and he was too afraid to push his luck doing so anyway. Confined to their claimed area, he could only really go for the prey animals that wandered into their territory; fortunately for Joss, that meant that the less-than-clever wolf only really had to worry about catching the less-than-clever prey animals that traipsed into the proverbial lion's den. 

Still, with it being winter, the pickings were relatively slim for someone who rarely ever put more than 45% effort into anything. But he knew that Treason would eventually check in on the caches and would notice that he had resorted to taking a rabbit that had been frozen solid to eat. He hadn't wasted a bit of it- he knew better than to be wasteful or picky- but now he had to find something to put in the rabbit's place. For a skinny guy with a whippet look to him, you'd assume Joss would at least be quick on his feet- but he wasn't. 

He caught the scent of partridges in an area dense with brambles and he felt his stomach gurgle. The rabbit hadn't been enough- but he'd have to surrender anything he caught before he could eat something for himself again or suffer punishment for being greedy. He crouched to the ground and began to slinge forward, threading himself between the dry, leafless bushes until he could hear the soft sound of feathers and cackling from the birds that were hiding within the brush. One misplaced step of his made them go silent, so he gently set himself down on the ground, content to lie in wait until they start clucking again- then he would take another stab at getting closer.