(Hahaha, aw Cynder, that's funny. No prob

I'll edit this with a post soon...trying to multitask x__x)
Mona had spent a while walking a path on her own. When she woke up she was alone, figuring Mystic and Storm must have gone out on a hunt together. She went out looking for them but hadn't been able to find them. The scent of wolves was mixed in the air, and she heard one of them howl. Her mind wandered back to Mystic and Storm Chaser as she watched the trail before her. She sat down suddenly, feeling a little lonely as the howls continued in the distance. "Oh, I hope they'll find me.." she muttered to herself, not really thinking about what she was saying. She knew the way back, of course. The words just seemed to slip through her mouth without her noticing, as if she was in need to be found by someone.
Ed wandered around the camp, kicking stones as he tried to simmer down a bit. The others had left for a hunt and hadn't returned. The worst part - they'd been gone for an hour almost. It wasn't that Ed was really worried about them, he more so was just PO'd that they still hadn't returned with any food, and he was hungry. "Pft, amateurs. They think I'm gonna just sit and wait?" Grumbling, his brow furrowed over his shocking green eyes as the young black wolf picked up and headed for the woods.