As the sun rose so did the pack, everyone started slowly waking up. I got up and stretched with a yawn, I then shook off the sleepiness and looked around me. It was a quiet start to the morning. Soon enough everyone would be up and moving, going about their daily tasks.
Edited at November 19, 2022 07:19 PM by Frostyhills24
India looked around her and the leaders pack, the Micros were play fighting and she had sent the hunters and huntresses out for a food patrol, they had just come back. India walked up to the hunters and huntresses, "Get anything? Food is scarce its almost winter the prey will be moving.". She wanted the pack to have enough food but that would be difficult.
I kick at the pebbles by the creek, watching the sunlight glimmer across the water. I perk up my head, realizing the time, knowing I have to head back to where the pack is before I get in trouble for wandering off again. I begin the trek back, quickly hopping over fallen trees, and under logs, occasionally getting a few scrapes from the brambles.
Alley made her way back to the pack. She and the other hunters had been scouting for an hour now but there was nothing. When she arrived her SIC greeted her with a question. "Nothing." Alley replied plainly. "We can go out again later but we could use a break right now." Alley said gesturing to her fellow hunters.
Alsaela scrambled as quickly as she could through the vast forest, cursing quietly at how far she wandered from the pack in the night while everyone wasn't paying attention. She hissed as the bramble thorns, but kept going, leaping across some boulders down a hill. She tumbled a bit, but got up again and kept running, her long tail sometimes tripping her.
She slowed a bit, tired, and leapt into the river she had crossed a meer few hours ago. She still had a few miles to go. She stopped for a moment, standing in some soft moss, before starting to run again, knowing she'd definitely be in trouble by the time she got back. Sic, alpha, and the mothers are gonna be so mad... she thought.
I really didn't want to get louder, but I was starting to panic. There was a hitch in my breath right before I quickly yelled "Alsaela!" I began to listen for her possibly calling back, starting to trot around. I felt bad for everyone having to deal with my yelling at such an early hour. Of course, I wasn't going to blame the little micro, she was curious which in many cases more than one was a good thing. But in the end, there were still a lot of bad cases.