Fox's Glade a lotta men didn't; a lotta men died

Remy's euphoric state was beginning to fade, leaving him crashing back to reality. What had he done? Grayday was the Beta, so if he'd done it too, then it couldn't have been that bad, right? But he also wasn't the Alpha, which meant that Steady had the final say. Day's suggestion of a hunt took Remy's mind off of the impending punishment for a moment, for which he was grateful. Sure. Yips filled the air alongside the thick musk of their prey, so he knew finding the little things wouldn't be the hard part. Catching them? That might prove a bit more difficult.