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"I'd love to come but I don't hunt." The white she-dog replied. She then looked over at her brother who raised his head. "I do." He commented, standing up.

[derision]

Nikita's face was blank, you couldn't see what she was thinking. "Alright."

[.:shiver:.]

"Do you want to hunt then?" Thunder asked, eyes soft.

[derision]

"Sure." Nikita flicked an opposite ear, ready for the beta to lead the way

[.:shiver:.]

Thunder shook out his coat, and began to walk into the surrounding forest, scenting for prey.

[derision]

Nikita scented the air, noticing a freshly thrown out steak not too far away in the junkyard. She leaped in it, picking it up. Nikita noticed many raw meat. She tried her best to pick it all up, stumbling into camp.

[.:shiver:.]

"Nice find!" The beta male called, sniffing the air himself before catching the scent of a roast joint, with some meat still clinging to the bone. He carefully picked his way through the rubbish, trying not to slip on anything slippy.

[derision]

"Thanks" The husky replied after setting it on the food pile.

[.:shiver:.]

Thunder scrambled back to the food pile and placed the joint on it. He then sniffed the air again and headed out in search of food.

[derision]

Nikita lay down, ending the part of her hunt. The landfill was a stinky place, but this pack IS scavengers also.