Lost Creek Hollow So, what's the deal? Gary says triple homicide.

With two dead rabbits tucked between her jaws, Nara made her way back to her den. Her paws were still dirty from digging out the burrow, giving them an uncomfortable, heavy feel. She slowed down when the scent of a pack-mate filled her nose. Her eyes scanned the area—but there didn't seem to be anyone around. Then she noticed a brown, bony frame, hidden in the bushes. She  stopped and cocked her head to the side. Was this that new wolf? Yeah, she'd heard about him. He looked even worse off than they had described him to be.

He seemed to be focused on something. Nara followed his gaze. Was he trying his luck with those partridges? She opened her mouth to say something, forgetting that she was carrying the rabbits, who promptly fell to the ground.