Swiftcurrent Creek prepare yourself, you know it's a must

polaris knew that the meat she was provided came from animals that had once pranced, hopped or flew around their shared lands. well actually, she refused to eat birds- she liked them way too much and actually grew physically sick at the idea of...eating the feathered beauties. so unlike most pups, she shied away from the idea of hunting or getting to look in on pack hunts. she didn't get the excitement of most kids at the idea of killing these beautiful animals, didn't get why they pestered parents to get to tag along on their killing sprees. just didn't understand it at all. she'd heard, like most kids, the whole circle of life stuff but decided she simply didn't agree with it. why do wolves have any right to kill deer just because they liked the taste of them? all she took away from the story was a sense of superiority that didn't sit well with her one bit. however she couldn't really put forth this argument because she'd yet to find an alternative. berries could be delicious to snack on but she knew they didn't do anything to fill her up, so she'd guiltily continue to accept the meat she was given as long as she didn't have to see it..die. except for birds of course, and she had no problem with giving out to anyone she seen going after them.

yet still...when she heard that familiar call she'd been near and curiosity guided her paws slowly forward until she stood a little ways off from where wolves were beginning to gather. a sad frown pulls at her features as she spots their target but she finds herself unable to draw away..instead remaining tucked near a sheltered tree...just watching.