A Grim Start [Lunar Camp Main RP]

Kestrel, still relaxing near the mouth of her den, glanced at Copper as he entered the camp and set down the squirrel. She inclined her head in his direction as both a greeting and a motion of thanks. "Good job, Copper," Kestrel praised lightly. "It seems that I should have more hunting parties sent out soon. It simply won't do to barely have enough to feed a single wolf, nevermind an entire pack." After scanning around the camp from her seat, Kestrel gave a huff. "Well, I would ask a few hunters to fix our problem but I suppose they must be out somewhere, hopefully doing their jobs." The leader rolled her eyes. "If you aren't too tired, Copper, do you think you could head back out and try to bring back more prey? Oh, and take Meadowlark with you. She looks like she needs something to do besides gnaw on that frog." Although it was phrased as a request, her tone left no room for any outright refusal. Kestrel then jerked her head in the direction of the paler wolf, and then barked at her, "Did you hear that, Meadowlark?"

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Hearing her name, Meadowlark's ears perked up and she raised her head in the direction of the sound. Between her forepaws, nothing but the bones of the frog she had been eating remained. Gathering that her leader wanted her to go hunting with Copper, Meadowlark gave a quick nod and shuffled over to the male, keeping her head low. It was rare for her to go hunting with others, and she hoped she wouldn't be too much of a nuisance.