"There's a prey pile near the water." Iris replied. She finished her meal and went to throw the bones away. She walked slowly back to wear she was previously at at sat down, surveying the camp. Many wolves were eating prey or talking. A small group of pups wear playing near the nursery.

I sigh. Metaling slapping my muzzle, I walk to the prey. IDOIT!!! You brainles dumb cactus spine. Of chose she would not respond to desert talk.

Iris yawned it was getting late. Shades of yellow started appear in the sky as the sun slowly lowered over the horizon. Some of the pups and elders in the camp had headed into their dens.

I can see the sky darkening. It's getting very late. I look around for a place to sleep. There's a spot right next to the pond that seems dry enough. And Sandy enough to replicate home. I slowly walk over there with my meal. Laying down, I shift to get comfortable. I finished my food, lay my head down.