09-29-2022, 06:03 AM
On her way throughout the tundra, Aries had found the trackings of a caribou herd. Tricky beings, they were not something one or two wolves could easily get, but a small group, was something different altogether. It was always pleasant to know where the herds would stay about, and where they would move ; for surely a calling of a pack hunt could be possibly deemed, and toyed with the idea of venturing it toward the leaders itself. Yet for the meanwhile, she would divulge into the hunt, prowling through the snow and dry-grass as she followed the trail. Nose to the grindstone, it was getting warmer and warmer with each step.
the staff team luvs u