Arrow Lake relict

For now, the antler's presence sated River's curiosity. She gnawed it vigorously with a paw placed upon its base to steady it. Occasionally, River would glace up at Ketzia happily, wordlessly expressing her gratitude. She would have been preoccupied for quite some time, had Blodrina's mournful croon not reached the whelping den. 

Pushing herself to a seated position, and thus abandoning her mindless entertainment, River shoved her ears forward and fixed her mother with a questioning gaze. Ketzia's smile was not sufficient, as the expression withheld why her packmate sounded so sad; her curiosity emplored to her investigate what was going on. Twisting her body, River attempted to peek around her mother to see what all the commotion was about; it was only a matter of time before the scant stank of blood would reach the cave.