Random Event: Fallen Tree Cove, a large herd of elk migrates through your territory.
Setting: Mist — -5° F/-21° C ; early morning
So as Missy has pointed out, this would be a great opportunity for the first official pack hunt now that FTC is alive and kicking so this thread is for pack members only! The target as listed by the random event is Elk meaning we have just enough wolves to bring one down and will start at the den, tracking the herd before the actual hunt will begin (Still getting use to the whole leadership role so apologies for any shaky ground)
Dawn's first light was beginning to break the surface of the horizon as the ruling male stood guard at the den entrance while his fellow pack mates continued to sleep on, their minds fogged with whatever dreams they conjured up. He would have enjoyed catching more shut eye among them, enjoying the warmth of Athena's body pressed against his side but today he had plans to bring the pack closer together. It had been many moons since their official claim to the lake as a pack and in recent days he had the pleasure of accepting the first outsider into his ranks yet it still didn't feel truly real to him just yet. Yes, he had the kingdom he always wanted beneath his mighty paws now and followers to fulfill his every whim, but he couldn't shake the feeling that they were not united as one in their infant stage. This alpha role was so new and foreign to Vespertio unlike his partner in crime who had a notch in her belt already with the title of alpha female and in the back of his mind he couldn't ignore his subconscious voice that taunted the Vuesain man in his brothers voice. You will never find happiness. Everything you end up holding dear will be stolen from you like a thief in the night. The worlds swam in his mind, reminding the man of his brothers verbal wanion.
A snort disrupted his thought infused purgatory while his golden gaze settled on the lake's surface before him that shimmered with the brilliant oranges and pinks of the approaching sunrise. 'Athena would enjoy this.' He thought to himself and had the two not already discussed plans that she would stay behind to watch the territory and only catch up if things seemed completely secure, he would have turned to sneak silently back into the warmth of the cavern they called home and awake his slumbering queen to come watch the brightening of the sky. No, instead he let his ivory woman continue to rest and let his mind wander from the negative thoughts of his past to the more bright ones of the present. Today he would rally the pack together and organize a hunt for a couple reasons. While strengthening the boarder during patrols Vespertio had come across on multiple occasions the musky scent of elk and the hoof like marking left in the soil which were too big to belong to a deer. The best part was that there was not a single solitary set of tracks. No, the tracks he had found belonged to a herd of elk that were in progress of their annual migration making their numbers astronomically high.
If there was any time to call a hunt together it was now while prey was in abundance around them and they had an element of surprise using the mist steadily drizzled from the sky to conceal their scents making it harder for the elk to determine their exact location. There was a double blessing in disguise with the migration of the beast. The formation of this hunt would help unite the pack and on the side help to fill the caches before winter released its fury and blanketed the world in its white, miserable blanket of frost and death, forcing everything in its path to bunker down for months on end. This was a now or never moment and with his plans processed in his mind the dashing man turned to poke his head through the limp array of tree branches that made up the blind protecting the cave entrance. A rough woof broke the lining of his lips to stir his slumbering members from their pleasant dreams before returning to his position outside, awaiting them to stumble on sleep filled legs to hear what he had to say.