King Elk Forest Two for One, You Know a Bitch Buy Four

@Henryk

It was early morning when the hunter awoke to the sound of bird chatter. Despite the early hours, the warmth of day had already begun to settle amongst the forest, rays of light trickling in through the leaves and branches leaving splotches on the soft grass that dotted the forest floor. The deer wolves had only settled for a short amount of time, but still Calhoun couldn't help but feel as if everything was falling into place just as it should be. Things were starting to feel like home again.

The only way to celebrate the feeling was a good hunt. Calhoun had been keeping track of the herd, but they weren't the target of his mind today. No, for once he would focus on something smaller. A grand hunt would be nice but perhaps saved for a time when the whole pack could be rallied. Today, he would follow his nose in search of small critters that were gathering the last of their food before the cold months hit.