Snippet #1630350

Pine
Pine looked around the dusty makeshift camp drowsily. His eyes had been watering last night, and they were this morning too, because of all the sand, and because of losing his family. He wasn't used to how many heyenas were in the clan, and not everyone knew him, and that was fair since he didn't really know anyone else. Pine sighed, and stood up. I might as well go hunting, not much else to do. he thought reluctanty. He hated hunting, and was terrible at it. But he eyed the prey pile, and muttering angrily under his breath, the small heyena was out the entrance of the camp. He sat down, not bothering to sniff the air. He tiredly stood up once more and went to go looking for prey, relying only on his ears, paws, and a bit on his eyes.