Shadow also picked up the scent, he followed it to find both Foben and Jeremy looking at something. The smell of death was stronger here and soon Shadow as able to see what the other wolves saw; a dead wolf.

Shadow didn't recognize the wolf and he grew uncomfortable extremely fast. He looked at the other wolves; seeing if they knew anything about the wolf.

The body was laying in a brook, the lips curled back from the teeth. In places, scavengers had taken all but the bone. Birds and flies still covered it. Foben looked like he was in a trance, staring at the wolf.

Ooc: I have an idea for how it died, see if you can figure it out. :mrgreen:

Even though Shadow didn't know the wolf personally, he didn't not like the wolf being a meal for the birds. Shadow, jumped down the wolf barking and growling and the birds. The birds attempted to scatter but he caught one by the wing and forced it back into the ground. His claws also cut across a few other birds.

Shadow stood over the dead wolf growling as the other birds flew off. Shadow looked at the dead wolf, he had no idea how the wolf could have been killed. Shadow looked back at the other wolves.

Tazkaera heard Shadow's angry growls and barks and ran to where the others were standing. Her eyes immediatly passed over the dead wolf and to Foben, who she went and comforted before looking down.
Now that the birds where gone, it could be seen better. Strangley, no bones seemed broken, and the neck only had small bites in it. But over the smells Taz knew and expected from such a scene was something else, something very wrong.

"Not sure," Shadow told Jeremy, while he still surveyed the area. He couldn't tell if the wolf was shot or not, because of the birds. Three birds were still on the ground, one with a broken wing and the other two that had slashes across their backs and wings.

Shadow looked around for some water source but there was none near by, if the wolf was posinoned then its must have been a slow poison if he got this far.

Shadow bent down and picked up one of the birds, he brought it over to the pup over them, Foben. Shadow dropped it infront of the pup for him to eat. Shadow looked at Taz who seemed uncomfortable. "Do you know what happened to the wolf?"

Foben stared blankly at the bird.

...No. But I don't like being near this. A chill ran along Tazkaera's back, and she wanted to get away from the sickly scent. She noticed for the first time dry blood on the teeth.

Yes, we have to do something. We can't leave it here, not if we want this to be our home. She looked around at the area, but there were many rocks and burying it would be very hard. Foben had left, for once she didn't blame him.

Tazkaera took a step back as Jeremy moved it and the smell worsened. All in all, she couldn't decide whether it was impressive that he could stand it or unsettling. But she gave a relieved smile when she could no longer see it beneath the rocks. Thank you. Now perhaps we will be able to put all of this behind us. She certainly didn't want to think on it more.

Foben's shock drove him onward, but the clean dawn slowly washed it away from him. He wasn't sure where he was, but wasn't concerned, either. Taz always found him.

Shadow went up to Taz and walked past her and entered the large meadow again where the herds were grazing. He didn't know how the wolf could have been killed. Wolves are on the top of the food chain. Shadow did not wish to think more of it and started to stray from the pack to go off alone for a little thinking time.

Hunger growing, Tazkaera prowled away, hoping for a rabbit and needing the run. The time was becoming too late in the morning for deer.

Foben's thoughts were yet to return to food. He wandered farther from the others, keeping a good distance from the smells of a packland to the north.
A raccoon walked, its legs stiff, across his path. Curious, he followed it. Hardly a yard behind it, Foben somehow wasn't noticed for quite a distance. Suddenly, the raccoon turned, shrieking at the small wolf and jumping towards him. Frightened by its strange behavior, Foben ran from it. The animal only stopped chasing when Foben crossed a creek. A little embarrassed that he had been scared by a smaller animal, the wolf started back in the general direction of the others.