Her head arched back to itâ€™s normal position as the end of the packâ€™s howl was finally there. But then her grayish sharp ears heard another howl. Belonging to two male wolves. It was a challenge and she felt her self  rise and walk towards where the rest of the pack was. They were in a half circle around Xavier who was pacing. This meant that he must have been debating the challenge.  Her claws were scrapping against the hard ground in angst for the chase, and battle to come. A low growl escaping her lips to the challenge.  In fact her claws seemed to want to tear the two wolves to shreds. No one challengeâ€™s them and lives. Her growl was low, but challenging. The need to protect the pack deep inside her.<br/><br/>"Yes, lets, Everyone is coming, I don't dare leave someone here alone. Plus we look bigger together." He barked than ran off in the direction that the howl came from. Answering Silvanaâ€™s question about the "hunt".<br/><br/>In answer she waited for her alpha, and her beta to take off first. Then followed suite in a run allowing one leg to fall in front of the other. The brisk almost spring air crossing her face as she ran. Making her inhale the wonderful tasting air.  Her feet pounding in a rhythm on the hard snowy ground. The sound of her feet mingling with the rest of the pack. Providing a sound that would warn the two wolves that there challenge was now taken. That the two wolves were now going to have to fight for their lives. Her silvery , white, grayish fur seeming to move as the air pushed against her fur. The feeling itself making her smile. She loved the hunt , itâ€™s rush, and the feeling of unity. This in itself made her feel as if the pack was one. No matter what problems were happening inside the pack. The hunt always found a way to make the pack become one.