Silver jolted awake. She blinked rapidly in the bright sunlight streaming through the den's opening. She took a deep breath to calm herself. She had been dreaming that she was drowning, sinking and sinking with no way to escape. This was not the first of these nightmares. They always ended in darkness. She took another deep breath. There was no rain pouring in around her.

She shook off all remnants of the nightmare and trotted out of the den. She closed her eyes, letting the scent of crisp pine flood her nose. Night, Raven and Sparrow were on a hunt. She could see the pups chasing after bugs on the other side of the clearing. She inhaled again, this time catching a whiff of rabbit. They were rarely this close to the clearing. She followed the scent until she saw it, sitting in a bush right outside the clearing. She immediately dropped into a hunting crouch, belly low to the ground, ears pricked and listening. She crept closer, and closer, and then pounced! The rabbit squealed in alarm, but it was cut short as she swiftly broke its neck. She picked it up in her mouth and padded back into the clearing to share it with her pack.