Barrow Fields the oblong box

quick and quiet, her pack comes to her side. she assesses the state of each one, noting that New Snow in particular seemed a little worse for wear after the fight. the rest, though, hale enough.

help if you can, Avicus says to the woman, an' look ouhh' for our young wolvehh'.

as for the others. . .

well, it would certainly help to have more adults in the mix. her eyes continue to cut over the wolves assembled, mouth moving silently in contemplation.

i go, cuhh' him away, she decides. it's her young buck; she'd take the brunt of the risk. she looks at her daughters, then Lilia. follow. run him. . .over here.

to Augur, then, and burly Relic—and Bobcat, if he felt up to it. but her gaze rests mostly on her huntmaster, and on @Prophet, once he's arrived. waihh', an' bring him down. we'll help.

next round starts 1/30! PPing @Redd per starr in Discord — others jump in whenever/if you can!