Dispersal Pack & New Beginnings Rockypuddle is counting the prey in the prey pile, checking and double-checking when you greet him.
"What's is that? You would like to hear my story? Hmm," the wolf pauses and looks at the prey pile. "Only if you help me count the prey pile after." Without waiting for your response he begins telling his story "I once had been a proud member of a pack, thriving in a close-knit community. However, a fierce storm ravaged their territory, causing a devastating flood that separated me from my pack. In the chaos and turmoil of the rushing waters, I was swept away, unable to find my way back to the safety and comfort of my family.
Days turned into weeks, and weeks into moons as I navigated the unfamiliar terrain alone. I traversed vast forests, crossed treacherous rivers, and endured harsh weather conditions, all the while seeking my family, yet I knew I would never see them again. But I was longing for the camaraderie and security that only a pack could provide, fate seemed to conspire against me, leaving me to roam the wilderness as a lone wolf. It was during my solitary journey that I stumbled upon Rosewood, who happened upon me while exploring her Pack's expansive territory. She extended her pack's hospitality and offered me shelter, food, and a chance to once again be part of a pack again. At the time it was only Mask, Rosewood, Missy, Silverfog, and their two pups. And that is how I became apart of a pack once more. Now you'll help me count."
You spent the next ten minutes counting the prey brought back, only to have a hunting party bring new prey. Now you have to restart your counting and Rockypuddle isn't going to let you leave until the work is done...
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