Faylyn made her way through the forest in a breeze, her large paws crunching the leaves underneath her; she trotted swiftly, her body swaying as she moved through the trees surrounding her. She felt Achak's presence not far behind her as she continued on her way. The journey was short and she quickly approached the area she had hid the doe carcass. She dug her paws into the dirt, her nose low to the ground as she smelled the ground underneath her. She grabbed the head with her teeth; she backed up, dragging the doe with her in attempt to retrieve it from the earth. The doe had vague traces of dirt in the meat and she began taking small bites, the alpha in her taking control as she did not await Achak's presence, though her stomach still full from the previous day. She looked up briefly, licking her lips and awaited the other wolf's arrival.