Max
They were walked by that Beta, and he looked about the pack. There was no large livestock inside the walls of the pack, small animals but nothing large to kill and eat. “Hazen was it?” he asked.
“It is.” came the response, simple but curt.
“What do you eat around these parts? I see no large animals,” Max asked the question that bugged him.
“Animals like that attract rabbid wolves, so we hunt out in the open woods beyond the wall. We have two dozen hunters out there now for the killing and bringing back of fresh meat,” Hazen responded.
“Must be tough this time of year,” Max commented.
“Not really. In the valley to the left of the mountain is the pass migrating animals use. It’s only early winter and over the next moon cycle we’ll hunt every day and fill the slaughterhouse with var
