Oiche
Phobos walked out of his den, his white coat was fluffed up against the cold of the surrounding area and his eyes took in his surroundings, when nothing appeared to be out of the ordinary in his pack he sighed happily and settled down, proceeding to watch over his pack and make sure he could watch out for harm in case something did happen.
Feranth was curled up in her den, she was having a nightmare and so was sleeping fitfully, she whined softly and started wriggling.
Unuaq
Taenth was already up and about, she was walking through their camp, her black pelt sleek, her amber eyes were alert and watchful as she surveyed her surroundings, she made sure that no-one would be able to hurt her pack, she'd rather die than see any member of her pack get killed, she gave the camp one last glance over, then took to the forest, wanting to stretch her legs more than anything else.
Cinolth was just returning from getting water from the small stream nearby and dipped his head to his sister as she blazed past him, he chuckled he knew how much she loved to run, he watched her go, then padded back to camp with a yawn