Redhawk Caldera IGNIS UMBRA

An eclipse, Wildfire thought, more than a little distracted by the phenomenon occurring right over their heads. Stay focused, she reminded herself, though it was already too late. Having craned her neck to stare upward, she bumped into Raven and over-corrected, causing her to stumble. She managed to avoid falling flat on her face, though for a moment she definitely threw off the group's general rhythm.

"Sorry," she hissed under her breath, ears flattening, when Raven suddenly said, "Look!" Wildfire's gaze snapped ahead to watch as the elk caught either wind or sight of the wolf pack and began to scatter over the dark plain. "What about that one?" her sister cried quietly, thrusting her black snout toward a cow near the back of the group.

"Or that one?" Wildfire was also eager to guide the hunt. She indicated a willowy yearling on the outer edge of the herd, veering toward the right. But even as the youth made her recommendation, two older cows pressed closer to the yearling, guarding its rear and making it an unlikely choice.

Her amber gaze flicked back to the elk Raven had chosen. It was keeping up with the group but the youth called, "Hey, I think the one you picked is partially lame, Rave. Look!" She was hobbling ever so slightly. "I think you made the right pick," Wildfire said to her sister, shooting her a sideways smile, before her amber eyes glanced toward Fox and Pan. They were older and more experienced; did they agree with the pups' choice?