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" Get a move on! Leaf-bare is coming, and those dreaded cats are taking all the kill. " Sage stood on the cliff, the wind rustling her obsidian pelt, and carrying her voice over the pack camp. A frown curled over her white muzzle, and her white paws flexed, anxious to get hunting. " Hunters, it is sun-high. Time to hunt. We will track the eastern herd. We need some Caribou! " Sage smiled down at her pack, her muscled tensing, then relaxing as she jumped from her perch onto the trampled grass. " Questions? "