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Puddlepaw nodded in agreement. It was quite peculiar that none of the other patrol members had shown up. He doubted that anything good for them would come of it when Brackenshine gave the report. But, oh well. At lease the two of them had still managed to catch a decent amount of prey, despite the fact that their numbers were lower than intended. Coyotesnarl couldn't get mad at the for that... could he?
At the next question he took a pause and pondered for a minute. They could try for one or two more... but by the looks and smells of it, all the other prey in the nearby area had been scared off. Brackenshine was right in the suggestion that there was the option of moving to a different area. Yet... he wasn't sure about it. In his opinion, it would be best to return early, with this amount of prey, and get the report out of the way, versus heading off too far, and being late. Plus, who knew if there would even be any prey in the next area over? For all he knew, the loud honks of the goose could've scared off all the prey for fox-lengths to come.
"Uhm... maybe head back to camp? I think we've caught enough. Plus, if we catch too much, we'd end up having to take multiple trips to carry it all back. Oh, and we don't want to end up being late to report if we go too far." They'd caught this large goose, plus three other decently sized pieces of prey, which should be able to fill a good amount of bellies. It seemed Greenleaf was definitely treating the clan well.