[Eun is all but preening as the rest of the pack arrives. They may carry some of their own kills, but she worked with the Aspen Creek pack to take down this elk and yes, she is pleased. While Kara has been a werewolf longer than Eun, Eun is still older by several years, enough that she watches to make sure the other wolf is getting her fill, as she has surely earned it.
Having fed quite a bit already, she steps back a moment to survey their prey, wanting to remember her first elk kill. She is about to go back in for more when the scent of something else catches her attention. Turning, she finds herself faced with another member of the pack, a wolf she does not know, dropping a choice piece of deer at her paws.
It had begun like this.
The first hunt, they had given her pieces of meat, and she thought they were making sure she fed. White-tail deer are plentiful in that part of California, and common prey for the Carmel Valley pack. She has to remind herself that this pack is not Mason's pack, that Bran would not bring her here if he let his wolves get away with the same behavior that Mason had. She does not wish to encourage them, but neither does she want to turn her nose away from the gesture. Eun turns away, digging into the elk to find some of the soft underbelly that still remains, and she turns back to drop it next to the offering.
An exchange. A trade. Not a show of interest, however, for Eun picks up that bit of deer between her teeth and carries it away. It takes her little effort to locate Asil, and she trots over full of confidence and at her kill. As she reaches him, she turns into a half circle, putting her back to the werewolf still in human form, and faces the rest of the pack to sit and enjoy what she's been given.]
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Having fed quite a bit already, she steps back a moment to survey their prey, wanting to remember her first elk kill. She is about to go back in for more when the scent of something else catches her attention. Turning, she finds herself faced with another member of the pack, a wolf she does not know, dropping a choice piece of deer at her paws.
It had begun like this.
The first hunt, they had given her pieces of meat, and she thought they were making sure she fed. White-tail deer are plentiful in that part of California, and common prey for the Carmel Valley pack. She has to remind herself that this pack is not Mason's pack, that Bran would not bring her here if he let his wolves get away with the same behavior that Mason had. She does not wish to encourage them, but neither does she want to turn her nose away from the gesture. Eun turns away, digging into the elk to find some of the soft underbelly that still remains, and she turns back to drop it next to the offering.
An exchange. A trade. Not a show of interest, however, for Eun picks up that bit of deer between her teeth and carries it away. It takes her little effort to locate Asil, and she trots over full of confidence and at her kill. As she reaches him, she turns into a half circle, putting her back to the werewolf still in human form, and faces the rest of the pack to sit and enjoy what she's been given.]