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Willowfern ]
Nectarflame sat taller, hearing her name in the mix, along with Muskrat Mire. She lets out a sigh as she stands, stretching in a leisurely manner before tossing a look around for her hunting companion of the day. It would be no easy task to find anything in this weather, and Dogbark never did fulfill the promise behind his words when it came to sending out hunting parties to fill up any type of prey storage. So now, they worked that much harder for their scraps. Well, it was not her issue to resolve
clearly. Because she had tried to do that already, and it got them as far as any lousy stone toss by a kit would.
She does not waste time in searching the clearing for her hunting companion any more than her previous glance-around, and flicks her tail as she swiftly exits the camp to head out. There was much to do.