Firefly Glen I search for you at night

I kept meaning to reply to this!!

Like her packmate, Toad had been hunting for other things in the dusk. Osiris had given her the important and long-standing task of tracking the herds near their new home. While she had done so diligently, there was also the matter of finding smaller prey to fill the caches.
Being a huntress meant that she needed to help secure their food supply. There was at some point only so much watching and waiting she could do before Toad needed to jump in head first and figure out exactly what needed to happen.
Toad had headed over to the lake to think, but when she arrived, someone else was already there. A black wolf rounded the surface of the water. Her eyes were stark, gorgeous, young. Toad nodded and chuffed on arrival, loping quickly toward the young woman in greeting. Are you out fishing? she wondered, noting the dilated eyes of the other. Though Toad was indeed a hunter, she was in fact a terrible fisherwoman.