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Wildfire dragged an old leg bone from the nearest stockpile, carrying it awkwardly toward the center of the clearing. There were still strips of dried meat clinging to it, which she gulped down readily. The pup then threw her belly to the ground and began chewing on the long bone in an attempt to get at the delicious marrow inside. As she worked on it, her amber eyes flitted about the clearing before focusing on Lake Rodney in the distance. Nobody else was here, so it was peaceful and relaxing.

But then something moved at the clearing's edge. Wildfire froze, dropped the bone and sat up straighter to peer at it. A smile appeared on her face and her black tail thumped. She jumped to her feet, abandoning the bone momentarily as she raced to intercept @Raven and see what she was doing, skulking about the edges of the rendezvous site.