Dawnlark Plains XXXVIII

Lilia looked forward to the hunt, and joined the group, her tongue lolling over her teeth, her ravenous gaze drifting across the hers of bison in the distance. This hunt was going to be epic- though she didn’t love the idea of sharing the spoils of their hunt with the wolves of Sapphique. 

Still- this might give her a chance to both flaunt her skills and check out the other youth of Sapphique. 

Amongst them she saw two young males who drew her gaze, though their expressions different wildly. Along with them padded a chubby girl, whose pulled a priceless face when she caught sight of the bison. Lilia snorted softly, doing her best to not blatantly laugh. She’d either prove to be a coward, or would be too fat to keep up with the rest of them- both would be equally satisfying for Lilia to see.

She searched then for Ancelin, wondering if he might join them as he now essentially worked for both packs.