Cryptic Sparrow
roamed around the camp, checking the preparations for their journey. He had hoped that they would be able to stay in this area longer, but the humans had came sooner than he thought. He approached the lead hunter, rica. (is it ok if everyone sort of knows everyone, or would you rather go through introductions?) "Rica, do you think you could gather your hunters and gather some extra food for the journey?" His voice was lined with authority, but he didn't put it there on purpose. He turned to look for the healer, to see if she needed help gathering any herbs. There weren't any pups at this time of year, which was good. He loved pups, and would one day like his own, but moving a pack was a lot easier without the curious pups running around.
































