It was late morning but still shady over Sketchpack's territory. The busy hum of bees gathering pollen and nectar from winter flowers and early risers sounded throughout the camp but not as an annoying or lazy drone as it would seem in summer, instead the sound was almost pleasant.
The promise of the spring soon to arrive created an eager expectation throughout the wolves and the sound of bees awake and working intensified the emotion.
As usual, the prey had been harder to locate during winter, but with the huge amount of undominated land around Sketchpack Territory, no wolf was near starvation.
It was the ideal life, living out here in the middle of the forest with hardly any competition for miles around. There were a few loners that would pass through, and some wolf pack many miles away, but besides that, the entire forest belonged to Sketchpack.
Desire looked around the camp eagerly in an attempt to spy another wolf that would hunt with her. She stepped a few paces towards the center of the camp and then called out;
"Who wants to go for a hunt?"