Roboflight stretched her legs as she blinked her eyes open. The sun was at its highest, and Firehowl was curled up, still sleeping on the other side of the den. The pack had rested for a day, but Roboflight had decided that they would have to leave in the afternoon, so that they didn't fall too far behind. The pack had also done some planning. They couldn't plan which way they would go because they knew nothing of the forest, but they decided at what time of the day they would stop traveling, when they would hunt and who would be assigned to what roles during their journey. Utter silence.