Blacktail Deer Plateau PACKTIVITY — Then the quiet explosion

Silence continued until finally it was broken by Peregrine. He shared more words, inviting everyone to come to him later to share any comments or concerns. Finley had no intention of doing anything of the sort--mostly because she had nothing to say. After all, the faces around her said plenty.

Finley felt excitement prickling along her ebony spine as the pack began to move out to hunt. As a lover of all things action-packed and dangerous, she was eager to head out and show her packmates just what her worth was. She glanced at her doppledanger briefly and turned away haughtily. No doubt he'd be opting to hunt as well. He'd probably tail her the whole time too, just to be a pain in the ass. She looked around at the rest of her packmates to see who else would be coming, but stopped in her tracks when her eyes fell upon one of the more familiar faces.

In a moment, her mind was changed. She glanced a bit mournfully at the others in the pack who were moving out to hunt, but her paws led her in the opposite direction, over to where Hawkeye sat brave-faced, but sad.

"Here's what I'm thinking," Fin said as she dropped to her haunches, "While the rest of the pack goes hunting for dinner, I vote we hunt for something fun to do until they get back. Anyone in?"

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