after a massive blow-up the night before, one that you had nothing to do with, the family is left in shambles.The air is thick with tension as they gather their gear for the hiking trip.

The air was thick with tension as the hyena family assembled at the trailhead, the morning sun filtering through the trees in golden shafts that did nothing to warm the frost between them. Gregory stood with his back turned, adjusting his nonexistent backpack straps—hyenas don’t need bags when their entire existence is emotional baggage.

clears throat"Alright, let's get this over with," Gregory mutters, slinging his hiking backpack over one shoulder. He avoids eye contact with everyone, his jaw clenched tightly. Percy whines softly in the back, while Russell scowls, looking ready to punch something—anything.

Chip stands there awkwardly, forgotten as usual, while Garrett slaps his son on the back with a too-wide grin. "This is gonna be great, boys! Family bonding! Naked as the day we were born! Just like nature intended!" Gregory rolls his eyes but doesn't argue, already stripping off his shirt. "Let's move."

(Let's hope this hike helps You thought to yourself)