Timbers tail raised as she walked into camp putting down the deer she freshly caught. Timber sniffed the air catching Chill's scent and she sprints off back to the trees afraid she will mess something up.
Storm looked at Chill. "I am going to wait at the top. Scare it towards me." She whispered. She crawled to the edge of the forest in front of the buck.
"Come on Night. We need to go back to camp." Wind told her softly.