Stone Circle We survived the Famine!

the cries of the child were muffled by the sounds of the hunt. as she turned, racing toward the back of the group, blondine chose to follow. hunting bison was difficult, dangerous; someone could have been hurt.

she trailed closely behind the girl until they reached valette. the matriarch was obviously fatigued, likely having overexerted herself. blondine nosed gently at her fur, an attempt to get her to stand. y'all need a break? she whispered, not wanting any passing packmates to hear, we can move you out of the way. keep you safe for the time bein'.

if allowed, blondine would help valette stand and move out of the line of danger. 

trusting that the matriarch would be okay, she rushed forward to rejoin the hunt. greyback had tapped out so she jogged beside him and bumped his shoulder — y'all alright? — before following the pack toward the target. blondine tried to latch onto the beast's neck, being kicked away in the process.

she took a moment to recuperate before going back in, this time waiting for someone else to take charge.