[pomegranate]

Originally Posted by Blueberry

“I’m fine thank you,” Dream said politely, “how are you?”

Okhmhaka’s eyes turned back to Dream. He had asked a question, it seemed. “Tired,” she responded plainly. It was the truth.
She had hunted like a menace last evening, chasing snow foxes and arctic hares to catch anything. She had often done this, but that time she gave up and went home, her eyes droopy and her paws weary.
She longed to see Khan, but hadn’t wanted to wake nor disturb him at midnight. It had been a long day for the whole pack, it seemed, as everyone was just kickstarting for the long Plenty-Kill days ahead.
She licked her lips. Her stomach was howling at the thought of her hunt last night, and her chops needed something to plunge into. Perhaps there was a hare carcass around.