|Zenda|F|2|Herbalist's Apprentice|M: Shia, Sadie, Flame, Sylvie|

Zenda looked away from the Queens, tired of waiting for a response. She had patience but even that was thin these days. Her ears flicked back as she walked away, her bushy tail straight down pressed against her back legs. She was slightly disappointed in them, but feeling that way rubbed her wrong. She wanted to be as positive as possible. Giving a forced tail wag as she approched Shia and her pup. Zenda gazed at the loving look in the mothers eyes as she looked at Sadie. Envy weighed heavy in her heart as she nodded, giving a happy pant smiled as she walked back, eyes flicking to the pebbles in front of her as she walked.

Her busy mind always seemed to have something to think about. In this moment however, she was thinking about what herbs needed to be gathered, and where to find them. This led to her going through the list of herbs she knew. After that, she should clean out nests and replace the moss. Zenda wanted to be on top of everything, nothing to be left undone. It would bug her, and she might as well do it all at once.

Zenda walked into the Medic den, eyes lighting up upon seeing her Mentor. Her tail lifted as it began to wag slightly. "Good morning Flame!" She said cheerfully. "How're you this fine morning?" She asked, her eyes on the elder, looking her up and down. Hmm. Her bones didn't seem to ache as much these days, and she couldn't hear them creaking as much either. "Are you feeling better?" She asked, a soft and motherly gaze on the elder.

Feeling bad that she was interrupting her Mentor and the Elder, realizing just how rude she'd been. She gave them both a apologetic nod and begun to eye the herb wall. She let out a sigh when she saw that the Basil was getting low. She really had a dislike for collecting Basil. It was far away from camp, and she didn't like going alone. Sitting down neatly with her tail wrapped around her paws, Zenda waited for Sylvie to tell her what she wanted collected.

Kadio halted his approach as a howl cut through the air, alert him to the presence of moose near the southern boarder... as well as alerting his prey to potential danger. Growling softly, he shook his head, the Sentinals spoiling yet another hunt. It was as if they never considered that prey had ears and their noisy calls were ruining the hunt. Although his enhanced speed allowed him to keep pace with anything that might cross his path, there was no fun in rushing after every meal, like a bull blindly charging into battle. Besides, prey ran sporatically and in random directions, often increasing the distance needed to carry it back so the watchdogs could eat their fill.

The damage already done, he started towards the nearest deer, but something else beat him to it. Taking on the old buck, the stranger dragged it to the ground with ease, making the kill soon after. As the newcomer stopped to catch his breath, Kaido recognized him as Aspen, a senior Hunter. Amused, he let out a low chuckle. No wonder he hadn't noticed the older male sooner. When it came to stealth, Aspen was unparalleled as far as Hunters went. Intentional or not, he was hard to pick out unless he wanted you to know he was there, an ability that greatly complimented his role.

By now, the herd had already scattered, using the trees and surrounding forest for cover. While not far enough to be unreachable for Kaido, there was no point in collecting more food just to let it spoil. Assuming the other patrol did their job, one deer was more than enough for this patrol. Stepping out of cover, he approached Aspen as the senior Hunter began dragging the buck back to the pack. "Hey," he called out, "you want me to take that back or are you going to do it?" Kaido wasn't exactly the type to do the dirty work of transporting food. As far as he was concerned, they should leave that to the rookies, the ones too useless in a hunt to do anything besides startle the prey and injure themselves. But...

Kaido glanced around the meadow, failing to spot Brute anywhere nearby. He scoffed. "Some patrol leader you were," he muttered. Well, he didn't sign up to pup-sit anyways. The young Hunter, if you could even call him that, would have to manage on his own. He called out to Aspen again, a Hunter actually worth something. "You've seen Brute around? He's supposed to be leading this patrol, but he wandered off. Dunno why Raven decided putting him in charge was a good idea."

Shika | F | 6 | Lead Sentinel | M: Raven

Shika paused in her tracks scenting Raven their beta tracking towards her, her lips dropped down back upon the rabbits scruff. Hmmpph... least it was just him, she wasnt entirly in the mood for a fight. Which given her day to day mood would seem odd if she had said it out loud. As Raven trotted past her she chuckled around the scruffs watching him turn on his haunches and loop back to her.

Shika set the rabbits down at her paws, her audits swiveling to catch his words. Though not before a smart ass retort left her maw.

"Shall I start wearing bells within my pelt?"

Shika mused before replying to his initial statement and question.

"It is indeed, figure the queens would welcome a meal they dont have to tear chunks off in order to settle in their dens. Rabbits are easy enough to carry here and there."

Shika hummed thoughtfully, she was glad Raven sent out her sentinels for some hunting lord knew that they needed the practice. Audits swiveling she nodded curtly.

"Good good, they need the practice. Helps them work muscles they arent working normally."

Shika watched him zone in on her overall well being and grumbled softly. He read her like a damn book and she hated it, Shika wasnt an easy wolf to read and yet the beta made quick work of her state.

"No sense in lying to you. Been strangely tired the past few days, though not sick... just tired like my body doesnt wish to move. Ill speak to our medics about it today see what they think."

Shika stated calmly her voice level unless she was teaching in which case it carried more of a bite to it. She wasnt a wolf to test or cross thus keeping her sentinels in line was easy enough.

"I dont wish to miss out on training, though the assistance might be welcomed. I wish to teach a new skill today that may run smoother with 2 instructors. Besides that, it would be amusing to spar with the big tough beta"

Shika stated an amused twinkle in her gaze as she rolled her shoulders. Her gaze ever watchful as she quickly scanned the borders.

"Ive also marked the border, so you dont have to travel back that way. I imagine youve already covered plenty of ground today."

Shika said her banner swaying behind her as she stood beside the beta.

|Pistol|M|4|Lead Hunter|M: Jiro, his patrol|

Pistol nodded at Jiro's remark. He was right, the larger prey would be much better than the smaller prey that would be caught up in a competition. He felt foolish, and suddenly his mood came back. He flicked his ear back, wishing that he'd been granted the extra hearing that his packmates had been, feeling left behind in the hunts due to it. He sighed, wanting to push way the envy that swarmed his mind. He gave a short nod at those that had joined, "Yes, the more the better." His eyes seemed dull, and lifeless, almost as if there was nothing to fuel the fire behind them. Prey that way... He trusted him, knowing that his hearing was powerful.

Pistol squared up, and picked up a jog behind Jiro, glancing over his shoulder to make sure that the rest were following. It annoyed him slightly that Jiro had taken lead, and he was trying so hard to not be bitter about it. There was a deep scowl on his face as he followed, trying to be slow with his enhanced speed. It was a challange as he just wanted to be in front, but fought himself to be respectful. Now he could hear the deer, but wasn't sure what they were doing, eating, running? He just couldn't tell.

He gave Jiro a nod towards the left of the herd, wanting him to stay left, he wasn't going to stop at this point, the adrenaline rushing through his body. Looking behind at the stragglers, scanning them. Hmm. Dare he speak? He figured that they would do what they thought was best for the hunt. He departed right, leaving them all to figure out their own strategy using their senses, after all, they knew themselves better than he did. He knew that he could take down a stag by himself with ease thanks to the extra strength and speed.

He sat waiting in a bush to see another packmate. There were plently of deer, if they worked this correctly they could get at least three or four down, and let the rest off. Once Pistol was sure that his patrol, or at least Jiro, was in place he let out a small bark, and lunged out of the bush. He glanced at his packmates for a moment before putting on more speed. He'd startled them towards the left, and jumped on a buck's rump. Shit, this is bad. Pistol thought, wondering where and when would be the best to escape the buck as he fought back. He should have planned this out more.

He let go of it, running to the side of the panicked deer, and launched himself at it for round two. This time he grabbed it by the neck, a howl catching his attention. He growled to himself, who howls in the middle of a hunt? They were going to get a lecture from him later. Once he comformed that the buck had no life left in it's veins, he watched to see if his patrol needed help, and how they did, pushing off the creeping sense that something was off.

Sparrow | F | 5 | Alpha | M: Raven, Night

Sparrow's eyes were light as she nodded at the Hunter. She stood up, her tail wagging when her Beta approched. "Hello Raven." She said, watching him depart. I guess this is my time to leave. She gave Night one last nod, "See you around!" Her voice was cheerful as she turned away, trotting towards the sound of the river. Hmm. This didn't feel like the right place to hunt. It smelt like other had been here already. A howl cut through the air, she wasn't much of a hunter before she got her new enhancements, but she knew better than to howl while there were hunting patrols deployed. She let out a sigh, the Betas and Lead's could deal with them later. Her or Grenith would oversee it, but not step in unless necessary.

She decided that it would be better to go deeper into the forest, knowing that were would often be a straggler deer, or larger prey roaming around. Picking up a lope, it wasn't too long until she found herself surrounded by the smells of prey. She stopped to sniff the ground, finding many different trails to follow. A noise made her lift her head. Was that a tail of a deer? She began to follow it, suddenly unsure if she wanted a deer. It would be harder to drag it to camp by herself. Sparrowed decided to settle for a rabbit or two, listening and quickly finding one chewing on the sparse grass next to a pine. The rabbits were much quicker than her, so she had to be smart about how she approched it. Sparrow came behind it, and pounced, she nearly missed when it darted, but her ability to twist in the air allowed her to land on it, it's neck in her jaws. That was easy! She thought to herself, wanting to find another one to pounce on. Out of nowhere, a sudden wave of anxiety washed over her. She got alert and dropped the rabbit. Sparrow looked around, wanting one wolf, Grenith. She let out a small whine, trying to see if she could scent him anywhere close. She couldn't, leaving her in a blinding panic, sitting down on the soft moss, feeling completely hopeless, and unsure why.