Sun Mote Copse Something happens and I'm head over heels

It seemed that with the fall of the rubble blocking the grove and the forced assimilation of the two packs, more and more wolves had shown up at their borders. She was grateful to hear that Phox and Figment had been among the wolves to return, as well as Maia who was yet another friendly face. She'd heard a rumour that Clover, as well, had returned, but had yet to cross paths with her. It would be nice to have her old hunting buddy back again. All in all, with more wolves in the pack, it did mean more mouths to feed- but it also meant that she could spend less time patrolling and more time hunting, and that large prey would be easier to take down with more adult members. 

The food shortage had not yet let up- it seemed like catching a rabbit was the best she could do lately, which was discouraging considering the fact that she wanted not only to feed herself, but to make sure her son was eating as well. He'd lost his puppy fat, and was now catching up to her in size, but ideally, she wanted to see more muscle on him...Nearly impossible this time of year, though. So, amid the gently falling snow on a slightly cloudy morning, Niamh patrolled along the borders, optimistic that she might also find something to eat.