I woke up and sleepily walked out of my den and went to the kill pile. It was getting smaller and smaller. I howled for people to go hunting for the pack. I walked back to my den and sat outside of it.
Natalia slowly padded down an old beaten path near the edges of their territory. The air was cool and the morning dew dampened her paws as she weaved carefully through the trees. She stops abruptly and sniffs the air. She smells Rachel near by and slowly walks toward her direction. She stops as Rachel comes in to eye sight and decides to monitor the Betta's activities.