Firefly Glen coeur du libre

The next full moon wasn't far off, but Toad felt confident that she would be able to confidently track the movements of the herds. Well, perhaps not all of the herds, but enough that things would run smoother when it was time to gather the pack for a hunt. She was pleased that Osiris was able to see her value to the new pack. They were laying the foundation of something strong.

As Osiris expanded on her idea and even mentioned bison, Toad dragged her face against the trunk of a small birch tree to mark it. Yuèlóng she had nearly forgotten about, but nodded excitedly at the mention of their aquatic expertise. Together the allied packs would surely be able to push hard against both invading enemies and harsh times. Absolutely. Our younger hunters will benefit the most, and we could cache what we catch for weeks, she thought out loud. Bronco, she knew, would quickly grow into an expert hunter as he matured.

Bison would be quite the challenge, she said, a curvy smile appearing as she stared ahead of them. She was imagining the epic hunt through the grasslands, perfectly orchestrated, all dust and fur spinning about. Toad had never hunted anything larger than a moose, and the moose hunt had failed.