The Summer Territory

"Skills?" she chuckled, "I've none worthwhile. As for a preference, I suppose hunter? I tend to enjoy hunting... Most of the time," she said.

Blue grinned, "Great! We could always use another hunter," she took a moment to think, the member list rolling through her head briefly, "As of now, I think we only have one other hunter. Maybe two..." Blue frowned, shouldn't she know all her packmates? ...But then again, she doubted all of them knew her. Soothsayer is a unique rank, she'd have to admit. She couldn't recall one other pack with the position. The white and gray-hued fae wouldn't be surprised if they didn't know what a soothsayer even was. After all, she didn't know, at first. No, they'd know the more basic ones, or only recognise the ones with power... like the aphas (of course), betas, warriors, and hunters.

Mist was tired, but she could not sleep. She was in a lot of pain, but she didn't know any herbs to help. Lastly, she was starving. Looks like I have to hunt something... The grayish young fae stood up and limped out of the makeshift den. After a few mintues of tracking, Mist finally came to a small clearing. There was a mother deer and her fawn sleeping there.
Moving downwind of the deer, she locked her eyes on the fawn. Bunching up all of her muscles, Mist sprang forward at the fawn and let out a snarl. It wasn't the most gracefull landing, due to her injury, but she managed to kill the fawn. Picking the carcass up in her maw, the fae watched the mother deer bound out of sight.

Amuro hesitantly moved out of the way of Drake, who after a while, shifted his attention to Katria. He eased himself onto his haunches, leaving a gap only big enough for the healer to preform his duties between the ebony gaurdian and himself. Deciding he needed to shift his gaze, in order to stop himself at looking towards Drake with an unintentional glare, the warrior turned his head, and observed the ground beneath them. His amber eyes found the herbs the healer had laid out, though none seemed recognisable to him.

The old brute frowned. He didn't need anything. He'd survived fights with more severe wounds than this, though, these were awfully close, with out the use of medicenes of any kind. All he needed, and wanted, was time. Herbs should go to the younger members.

"Great! We could always use another hunter. As of now, I think we only have one other hunter. Maybe two..."
Larka nodded in thanks, although as to what she was thanking, she wasn't quite sure. Wasn't that one of those times where you say thank you? She shook her head, trying to rid herself of such thoughts, knowing she'd just confuse herself more than she already was.
Her ears pricked as she turned her head in a new direction. "Did you hear something? Perhaps a wolf growling?" Her eyes narrowed as she squinted into the distance, her ears erect as she caught the sound of a deer coming towards them.

Mist's mouth was watering by the time she had reached her makeshift den. She dropped the fawn carcass on the ground and settled down on the warn soil. It felt good to be off of her bad shoulder. Wagging her tail, Mist took a big bite out of the carcass. The meat was so warm and tender, it made Mist want to wiggle with pleasue. Deer was her favorite prey.

When there was nothing but bones left of the fawn, Mist buried them and layed down in the sun. Eating always made her tired. Her eyes drooped and the fae decided not to fight sleep...

"Did you hear something? Perhaps a wolf growling?"

Blue followed Larka's gaze to find a deer, approaching them at a rather rapid pace. Blue looked over at the fae, the hint of a smirk gracing her features. "I guess we'll see how sharp your hunting skills are then," Blue said, giving Larka her que.

Snow backed away and sat down, glaring at the spot were the cat had disappeared. She turned and looked at all the wounded around her, limping and bleeding. She shivered slightly, pushing away the memories before standing and padding over to Kanae. "What can I do," she asked, her voice tight and strained.

(sorry my internet is down and I can't figure out why, so I wont be on for a while sorry Kanae i didn't know where to put this P.S. this is my schools cumputer I am "working on my socials project" ^^

Amuro kept his gaze trained on the ground. He had been mulling over every possible scenario involving the cougar. From battle tactics, to where it had come from or if it had offspring in the area. Normally, he would have ruled out the possibility of the beast protecting it's young, but he decided to keep his mind open until he knew more. He knew their breed, and generallythe beasts were not loyal mates, and separated after a period of about 14 days. His mind was swirling with useless thoughts and strategies before he heard Katria, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Didn't expect that to happen."

The warrior's expression pulled into a small frown. He did not lift his eyes from the ground; instead, he focused in restraining the bitterness of his voice, "None of us did."

"What can I do," she asked, her voice tight and strained.

Kanae was startled to find Snow talking to her. Before, it seemed as if the young one only trusted Amuro; a flash of warmth flooded the Alphess' veins.

"You can help me gather everyone. I want to lead them to the den when their wounds have ceased to bleed." She said softly as a reply.

Once Drake had finished tending to Katria's wounds, he turned to Amuro. "You really should eat those." He said, indicating to the herbs he had given Amuro which lay untouched. "There's plenty to go round, and you need them as much as anyone else."

"I guess we'll see how sharp your hunting skills are then," Blue said, giving Larka her que.
Larka coughed, as if saying she didn't feel the need to hunt at the moment, before shrugging. "Sure, why not?" she said, indifferently, before settling to wait out the deer. She was waiting for it to come closer, so she didn't fall flat on her face if she completely mis-timed her leap and ended up sprawling across the ground. She nearly chuckled as she remembered her first attempt at hunting, but she thrust the memory aside as she sprinted forward, meeting the deer in mid-stride. Her jaws closing on the deer's neck, she allowed her weight to pull the doe to the ground. It struggled, like all prey should, before it lashed out with its hinds, catching Larka on the muzzle, causing her grip to loosen. The deer scrambled away as she lurched to her feet, her tongue sliding across her lips. "Wonderful advice, a lone wolf trying to take down large prey animal on her own," she muttered, careful to keep her voice nearly inaudible. Pretending she hadn't said the earlier statement, she smiled ruefully, "Guess I wasn't up to the challenge."

"You can help me gather everyone. I want to lead them to the den when their wounds have ceased to bleed." She said softly as a reply.

Snow nodded and turned, scanning the trees for her pack. Sighing, she trotted off to spread the word with the others.

(I'm brain dead right now, sorry about that)

Mist blinked her eyes sleepily against the afternoon sun. Letting out a huge yawn, the gray and white fae got to her paws. I should go back to them now... she thought. Giving a long stretch, she bounded off with a limp into the forest.

When she came back to the clearing where she found the wolves before, Mist scanned the clusters of pelts until she spotted Kanae's white fur. She padded up and said nervously, "Er.. I'm back and I-I'd like to ask once again... M-may I please join your ranks?" As soon as Mist finished her sentence, she looked bashfully down at her paws.

Blue watched the doe's fleeting form until it was out of sight, before turning back to Larka, a lazy smile tugging at her lips. She was going to help the fae, at first, but then thought better of it; this was a chance to observe. Blue was not an excellent hunter by any means, she only bothered to sharpen the skill to the point where she could manage to survive off her catches.

Her blue eyes looked up to Larka contentedly, "You looked like you were doing good to me."

"Maybe we should all stay as a group when hunting. More wolves might scare off the cougar."

Amuro just nodded, there was really no need to state the obvious. "Kanae ordered us to stay in a group at all times." he said, renforcing the alphess's commands.

"You really should eat those. There's plenty to go round, and you need them as much as anyone else."

Amuro lifted his head up from staring at the ground, to look at the healer with calm eyes. Emotionlessly, the warrior replied, "'Tis masculine to tolerate."

'Twas was the unspoken motto of male kind. If the healer hadn't heard it before, he must have been fairly new at this. Then again, where he came from, there was never a medic in any pack. Things were alot different around here. Perhaps they different beliefs to stubbornly abide by... none the less, he wasn't about to give up his own.

Drake shrugged at Aumro's response. "Suit yourself." Drake knew it was best not to try and force him to eat his herbs. 'I'll have to keep an eye on him and Blue.' He thought to himself. They both seemed rather stubborn, and knew knew when it came to being healed, it could be really bad in some cases. Luckily, not eating these herbs wasn't going to kill Amuro or Blue. Finishing tending to Katria and Amuro, Drake looked around for anyone else who was hurt. "Anyone else hurt?" He called. He hoped that everyone else was fine, not only so his friends weren't hurt, but also so he could tend to himself, his front right paw still too sore to use

"You looked like you were doing good to me."
Larka rolled her eyes before shrugging, "I wouldn't know." It was the shortest answer possible, but what else was she to say? That she wasn't the best at hunting, yet wanted to be a hunter? She thrust the thought aside, she'd lose her rank if she said something as such. Regaining her composure, she glanced at Blue, a slight curious gleam in her eyes disguising the contempt she felt.

"I wouldn't know."

Blue just shrugged half-heartedly. For some reason, she got the feeling that this fae wasn't to self-confident. Though, knowing better, she kept this information to herself.

"Hello, Blue," she said with a respectful dip of her head. "Who is this?"

Blue switched her gaze to a only slightly more familiar fae that approached them. Blue smiled; this was a perfect chance to introduce Larka to a possible fellow hunter. A small movement caught her eye, though. Silver had raised her tail. Was she threatened?

"At ease, soldier." Blue chuckled, trying to calm down her packmate. "Silver, this is Larka. Larka, Silver. Silver, Larka." She gestured her head to either of them, "Larka would like to be a hunter of our pack, perhaps you two can get to know eachother?" Blue glanced at Larka, giving her some brief infomation, "Silver's our only hunter as of now."

"Suit yourself."

Amuro silently watched as the healer limped off to heal the others. The warrior let a small smile surface, just barely noticable. A wolf putting others before his or her self was one to be trusted. He only hoped the alphess knew how blessed she was.

The brute slowly picked himself up, stretching as he did so. He was positive he would be sore tommarow by sunrise, a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. His amber eyes scanned the area briefly, and he found himself useless once again.

For a moment his eyes caught sight of Katria, who seemed to be upset, as her behavioral pattern suggested. He creased his brow in sympathy, and formed his small smile into an encouraging grin. Perhaps he had been a bit too harsh with his previous words...

Amuro pressed his nose gently to her neck, unsure if his touch was welcome. She was unknown territory, wild and unpredictable. Though his age betrayed him by adding a gruff quality to his voice, he tried to console her with a soothing tone, "Hey, No use crying over spilt milk, right?"