Morrigan trotted after her, entering camp with her head held high. She had been proud of what they had achieved with only the two of them, but of course, the rest of the pack had to go and one up them. She stopped dead when she saw what remained of a bear beside the prey pile, a low growl rising in her throat. Despite that, she still decided to have the nerve to walk past the beta's and high rankers with her head and tail held high. It was dare, to see what they would do, testing her limits to see how far she could get without correction. She dropped her rabbits on the pile, watching the betas carefully.